Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Nigeria and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gichy Dan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Rufus Thomas,
Arcadia,
Khruangbin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David Axelrod,
Roy Ayers,
Alice Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Wells,
Darondo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
Marine Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Starr,
The Moleskins,
The Dirtbombs,
The Buckinghams,
Lindisfarne,
Zero Boys,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Toni Rubio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Evens,
John Cale,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Charles Mingus,
The Associates,
Shuggie Otis,
The Smiths,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cure,
Pylon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Livin' Joy,
The United States of America,
June Days,
R.M.O.,
Arab on Radar,
Tom Boy,
Franke,
Swell Maps,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moebius,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Byrd,
Surgeon,
D'Angelo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Foxx,
Frankie Knuckles,
New Order,
Letta Mbulu,
Pierre Henry,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.