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 Sri Lanka and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar 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 Amazonics to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alice Coltrane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sound Behaviour,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dual Sessions,
The Gun Club,
Harmonia,
The Slits,
Laurel Aitken,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Sherman,
Essential Logic,
AZ,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Spoonie Gee,
Heaven 17,
Roxy Music,
Chrome,
Severed Heads,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New Age Steppers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rapeman,
Index,
Delta 5,
Dead Boys,
Quando Quango,
Sarah Menescal,
Surgeon,
Lower 48,
Aural Exciters,
Marmalade,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mojo Men,
Lee Hazlewood,
R.M.O.,
Talk Talk,
Audionom,
Robert Görl,
Neil Young,
New York Dolls,
Aloha Tigers,
Yellowson,
China Crisis,
Dennis Brown,
Maurizio,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.