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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 K-Klass to the dance 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Flag,
Motorama,
Wire,
One Last Wish,
The Evens,
Bizarre Inc.,
CMW,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rapeman,
Spoonie Gee,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang of Four,
Suicide,
Blancmange,
Sarah Menescal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Laurel Aitken,
Television Personalities,
La Düsseldorf,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Adolescents,
The Mojo Men,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Darondo,
Derrick May,
8 Eyed Spy,
ABC,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The J.B.'s,
Roger Hodgson,
Radiohead,
World's Most,
Gang Green,
Second Layer,
Royal Trux,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amon Düül II,
Nils Olav,
Pantytec,
L. Decosne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Toni Rubio,
China Crisis,
Rotary Connection,
Sun City Girls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funkadelic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sällskapet,
New Order,
Eurythmics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alison Limerick,
Patti Smith,
Los Fastidios,
Agitation Free,
10cc,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.