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 Djibouti and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Andrew Hill to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Dennis Brown,
Kerri Chandler,
Massinfluence,
Fad Gadget,
The Standells,
Piero Umiliani,
Colin Newman,
Eurythmics,
X-102,
Heaven 17,
Eric Dolphy,
David McCallum,
Severed Heads,
Hardrive,
OOIOO,
John Cale,
Max Romeo,
Fear,
Brothers Johnson,
Chris & Cosey,
A Flock of Seagulls,
cv313,
Bobby Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Y Pants,
Swans,
Ituana,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mantronix,
The Grass Roots,
Scan 7,
Aloha Tigers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
Arcadia,
Pagans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Sheep,
Hoover,
MDC,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lakeside,
Boredoms,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
Simply Red,
Susan Cadogan,
FM Einheit,
Thee Headcoats,
Hot Snakes,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Womack,
Godley & Creme,
The Gap Band,
Ken Boothe,
Todd Terry,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.