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 St Lucia and from New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Hong Kong.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Zapp to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Icehouse,
Section 25,
Bill Near,
Popol Vuh,
Yaz,
Anakelly,
Quando Quango,
John Coltrane,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Lindisfarne,
Reuben Wilson,
The Evens,
Donny Hathaway,
Blancmange,
David Axelrod,
Television,
Mad Mike,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Skatalites,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
James White and The Blacks,
Patti Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Funky Four + One,
David McCallum,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Wyatt,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
The Detroit Cobras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minnie Riperton,
Alphaville,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minor Threat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Rufus Thomas,
Magma,
E-Dancer,
The Searchers,
Agitation Free,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scientists,
Bobby Sherman,
Fluxion,
Procol Harum,
F. McDonald,
The Standells,
David Bowie,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.