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 Estonia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Vainqueur,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Golliwogs,
X-102,
Hashim,
Theoretical Girls,
The Five Americans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Underground Resistance,
Glambeats Corp.,
These Immortal Souls,
The Happenings,
the Swans,
Pagans,
Mandrill,
Drexciya,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
The Doobie Brothers,
The New Christs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Slits,
Cecil Taylor,
Absolute Body Control,
Sixth Finger,
The Litter,
MDC,
The Vogues,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pierre Henry,
John Foxx,
Skaos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Supertramp,
Moss Icon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minny Pops,
Idris Muhammad,
Radiohead,
Wolf Eyes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pole,
JFA,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeru the Damaja,
Althea and Donna,
Easy Going,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Das Ding,
Erasure,
Maurizio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Arab on Radar,
Magazine,
The Skatalites,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.