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 the UAE and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Rotary Connection to the dance 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
The Leaves,
Minny Pops,
Magma,
Stetsasonic,
Clear Light,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Goldenarms,
10cc,
The Mojo Men,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Slits,
Quantec,
David McCallum,
Metal Thangz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gladiators,
Eli Mardock,
Girls At Our Best!,
Moby Grape,
T.S.O.L.,
Minnie Riperton,
The Five Americans,
Supertramp,
Ultra Naté,
E-Dancer,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moleskins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Audionom,
John Foxx,
the Fania All-Stars,
Zapp,
Wings,
The Kinks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Young Rascals,
Warren Ellis,
Archie Shepp,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Wyatt,
Darondo,
Second Layer,
Main Source,
Gong,
Dual Sessions,
The Saints,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Pus,
Sarah Menescal,
B.T. Express,
The Beau Brummels,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Clarke,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.