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 Norway and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Crooked Eye to the crunk 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Mandrill,
The Zeros,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Kinks,
Jawbox,
Derrick May,
Archie Shepp,
Byron Stingily,
cv313,
Soulsonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Susan Cadogan,
Kurtis Blow,
Ituana,
Eyeless In Gaza,
B.T. Express,
Sound Behaviour,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oblivians,
The Slits,
Franke,
Con Funk Shun,
The Barracudas,
Toni Rubio,
Throbbing Gristle,
Whodini,
Outsiders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
Scan 7,
Warsaw,
Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Sherman,
The Smoke,
Donny Hathaway,
Dave Gahan,
Nils Olav,
Television,
Basic Channel,
Reagan Youth,
The Doors,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantytec,
Stereo Dub,
Flash Fearless,
Audionom,
Glenn Branca,
Gabor Szabo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Talk Talk,
Los Fastidios,
Circle Jerks,
Michelle Simonal,
Electric Prunes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cymande,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.