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 Uruguay and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Jandek,
The Grass Roots,
Boredoms,
Arcadia,
Aswad,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Man Parrish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra,
UT,
Newcleus,
Section 25,
Surgeon,
The Skatalites,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roger Hodgson,
Junior Murvin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nils Olav,
Sight & Sound,
Aural Exciters,
Amon Düül II,
Tears for Fears,
Lalann,
Boz Scaggs,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Matthew Bourne,
the Soft Cell,
Technova,
David Bowie,
Mars,
Khruangbin,
Stereo Dub,
Audionom,
Rotary Connection,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skriet,
Main Source,
Anakelly,
Oblivians,
Alphaville,
Nirvana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Althea and Donna,
Johnny Osbourne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Massinfluence,
Scion,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Raincoats,
AZ,
These Immortal Souls,
The Stooges,
FM Einheit,
Connie Case,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.