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 France and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alice Coltrane to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Ice-T,
Parry Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quadrant,
Iggy Pop,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Tremeloes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hashim,
The Standells,
Section 25,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Graham Central Station,
Soft Cell,
Symarip,
The Martian,
Dorothy Ashby,
Maurizio,
The Modern Lovers,
Skarface,
Letta Mbulu,
The Moleskins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roy Ayers,
CMW,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Music Machine,
Livin' Joy,
Average White Band,
The Pretty Things,
The Buckinghams,
Ronan,
Barbara Tucker,
Unwound,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Germs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fela Kuti,
The Stooges,
Rufus Thomas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Piero Umiliani,
The Five Americans,
Interpol,
PIL,
Sugar Minott,
The Associates,
the Bar-Kays,
Audionom,
Hot Snakes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Theoretical Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Birthday Party,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.