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 Burkina and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the dance 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Morten Harket,
Bizarre Inc.,
Janne Schatter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Human League,
Robert Görl,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Gang Dance,
L. Decosne,
X-Ray Spex,
Roy Ayers,
Schoolly D,
the Fania All-Stars,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dawn Penn,
The Gap Band,
The American Breed,
The Victims,
Niagra,
Dual Sessions,
Crash Course in Science,
Slick Rick,
AZ,
Yellowson,
Symarip,
Glenn Branca,
Dark Day,
Maurizio,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Depeche Mode,
Mark Hollis,
Visage,
The Associates,
Von Mondo,
Mandrill,
UT,
Sixth Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Avey Tare,
Trumans Water,
Spoonie Gee,
Hoover,
Gang of Four,
Bad Manners,
Popol Vuh,
Rotary Connection,
Girls At Our Best!,
U.S. Maple,
Lucky Dragons,
The Martian,
Q65,
Deakin,
Don Cherry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Whodini,
Bang On A Can,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.