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 Algeria and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Organ,
Rotary Connection,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Real Kids,
Sparks,
Soulsonic Force,
John Coltrane,
Outsiders,
Lou Christie,
X-101,
Andrew Hill,
Public Enemy,
Faraquet,
Buzzcocks,
Kaleidoscope,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Teasers,
Q65,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Junior Murvin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Graham Central Station,
Wire,
Amon Düül II,
Davy DMX,
Todd Terry,
Kas Product,
The Techniques,
Marc Almond,
Reuben Wilson,
Procol Harum,
Flamin' Groovies,
Goldenarms,
Oneida,
UT,
Slave,
The Grass Roots,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David Bowie,
Albert Ayler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Funkadelic,
Bauhaus,
Howard Jones,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Sonics,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
Black Pus,
48th St. Collective,
Minnie Riperton,
Severed Heads,
The Smoke,
Guru Guru,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.