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 Senegal and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Magma to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Terry,
Dual Sessions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Symarip,
Rapeman,
Don Cherry,
Royal Trux,
John Cale,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cramps,
New Order,
Reagan Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Make Up,
The Names,
The Blues Magoos,
Lower 48,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marc Almond,
Delon & Dalcan,
B.T. Express,
New York Dolls,
L. Decosne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warren Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Niagra,
Sällskapet,
Patti Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
Brand Nubian,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Soft Cell,
the Swans,
Massinfluence,
E-Dancer,
Youth Brigade,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott Heron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Offenders,
Kaleidoscope,
Lou Reed,
Fela Kuti,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ten City,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Enemy,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roxy Music,
Inner City,
Lindisfarne,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.