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 Manchester.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Alton Ellis to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Youth Brigade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rakim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Franke,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Divine Comedy,
ABBA,
Todd Terry,
Ronan,
Aloha Tigers,
UT,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sällskapet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gap Band,
Funkadelic,
The Moody Blues,
Excepter,
MDC,
Grey Daturas,
The Misunderstood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dark Day,
Guru Guru,
The Slits,
John Cale,
Mark Hollis,
Wings,
Spoonie Gee,
Essential Logic,
Black Bananas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Vogues,
Suicide,
Tom Boy,
Sixth Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Warren Ellis,
Public Enemy,
The Grass Roots,
R.M.O.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective,
H. Thieme,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Duran Duran,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker,
Todd Rundgren,
Laurel Aitken,
The Moleskins,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.