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 Finland and from Stockholm.
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 London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Todd Terry to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aloha Tigers,
Schoolly D,
The Standells,
Sixth Finger,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Faust,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joyce Sims,
The Happenings,
Dave Gahan,
Michelle Simonal,
Metal Thangz,
Bronski Beat,
Jeff Lynne,
Inner City,
E-Dancer,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reuben Wilson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Porter Ricks,
Section 25,
The Dead C,
Livin' Joy,
Depeche Mode,
Chrome,
the Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
The Count Five,
Lower 48,
Bush Tetras,
Eli Mardock,
The Cowsills,
Hasil Adkins,
R.M.O.,
The Dave Clark Five,
David Bowie,
Quando Quango,
UT,
Intrusion,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Charles Mingus,
Moss Icon,
Organ,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry's Kids,
Whodini,
Zero Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lindisfarne,
David McCallum,
Crispy Ambulance,
Young Marble Giants,
U.S. Maple,
Scratch Acid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minny Pops,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.