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 Kenya and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ 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 Minnie Riperton to the disco 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hasil Adkins,
A Certain Ratio,
Mandrill,
Mission of Burma,
Idris Muhammad,
Clear Light,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delta 5,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hot Snakes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cure,
Porter Ricks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pylon,
Young Marble Giants,
Mark Hollis,
Scion,
Bobby Byrd,
Kerri Chandler,
Gong,
Amon Düül,
The Toasters,
Soul II Soul,
Oblivians,
Silicon Teens,
Shuggie Otis,
Nirvana,
Kenny Larkin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Pop Group,
Quando Quango,
Darondo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pussy Galore,
ABC,
Minor Threat,
EPMD,
Oneida,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Smiths,
Brothers Johnson,
Amon Düül II,
Supertramp,
The Mummies,
Loose Ends,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stiv Bators,
Anthony Braxton,
Joensuu 1685,
Unrelated Segments,
The Invisible,
the Slits,
Marvin Gaye,
Harmonia,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.