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 Swaziland and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba 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 Zapp to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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?
MDC,
The Mojo Men,
Ken Boothe,
Sällskapet,
Bad Manners,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Johnny Clarke,
Flipper,
Anthony Braxton,
Aswad,
La Düsseldorf,
Derrick Morgan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roger Hodgson,
Leonard Cohen,
Jacques Brel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Model 500,
Avey Tare,
AZ,
Ituana,
Depeche Mode,
Chris & Cosey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Wyatt,
LL Cool J,
Ultravox,
Wire,
This Heat,
Joy Division,
Mandrill,
Skaos,
Japan,
Agitation Free,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cybotron,
Tubeway Army,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Womack,
The Five Americans,
Sparks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bluetip,
The Techniques,
Television Personalities,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Silicon Teens,
Parry Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Grey Daturas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Audionom,
Aaron Thompson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.