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 Cuba and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Kayak to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
The Blackbyrds,
DJ Sneak,
Magazine,
Fad Gadget,
Excepter,
Minutemen,
Camouflage,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Flag,
Rekid,
Carl Craig,
New Age Steppers,
Section 25,
Index,
Warren Ellis,
Rites of Spring,
The Durutti Column,
KRS-One,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kevin Saunderson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fortunes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smiths,
Agent Orange,
ABC,
The Happenings,
Rapeman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stiv Bators,
Susan Cadogan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tomorrow,
Freddie Wadling,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cymande,
The Dirtbombs,
Don Cherry,
Matthew Halsall,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arthur Verocai,
Marshall Jefferson,
Alton Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Slackers,
Yaz,
Stetsasonic,
The Leaves,
Graham Central Station,
Neil Young,
AZ,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric Dolphy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shuggie Otis,
Grey Daturas,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.