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 Netherlands and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Star Department,
The Stooges,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scientists,
Supertramp,
Deakin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Sonics,
Al Stewart,
The Smiths,
Gang of Four,
Barry Ungar,
Magazine,
World's Most,
The Move,
Bang On A Can,
The Pop Group,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Warren Ellis,
Television Personalities,
Trumans Water,
Erykah Badu,
Chris Corsano,
Shoche,
Babytalk,
The Fall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
One Last Wish,
The Real Kids,
ABC,
The Slackers,
Visage,
Juan Atkins,
The Leaves,
Vladislav Delay,
Gabor Szabo,
the Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rufus Thomas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Letta Mbulu,
Can,
Jeff Mills,
Yazoo,
The New Christs,
Parry Music,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Wake,
John Lydon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skaos,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.