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 Korea North and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Albert Ayler to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Eden Ahbez,
The Pop Group,
The Names,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rod Modell,
Harry Pussy,
Yazoo,
Godley & Creme,
Dawn Penn,
Cabaret Voltaire,
AZ,
The Cramps,
Hasil Adkins,
Arthur Verocai,
Shuggie Otis,
Leonard Cohen,
Anakelly,
Colin Newman,
Ice-T,
Chris Corsano,
Maleditus Sound,
Newcleus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Last Poets,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Animal Collective,
Flash Fearless,
Soul II Soul,
Organ,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Monks,
Gabor Szabo,
Rotary Connection,
Derrick Morgan,
Livin' Joy,
Kaleidoscope,
Delon & Dalcan,
48th St. Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Quando Quango,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Count Five,
Barbara Tucker,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Davy DMX,
David Axelrod,
R.M.O.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Can,
Lindisfarne,
Panda Bear,
Magazine,
ABC,
Cluster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dead C,
Easy Going,
The Fugs,
Scan 7,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.