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 Andorra and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe 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 Lucky Dragons to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fat Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül,
Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
Intrusion,
Cecil Taylor,
Aural Exciters,
Terrestrial Tones,
The United States of America,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Big Daddy Kane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Underground Resistance,
Au Pairs,
Bob Dylan,
Black Sheep,
the Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Joe Smooth,
T. Rex,
Bad Manners,
Nas,
The Residents,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wasted Youth,
Bronski Beat,
Icehouse,
Pantytec,
Model 500,
Accadde A,
Heaven 17,
China Crisis,
The Leaves,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gap Band,
Mandrill,
The Seeds,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Christie,
Brick,
Monolake,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fortunes,
Ronan,
Godley & Creme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Golliwogs,
Chrome,
The Raincoats,
The Music Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.