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 Kuwait and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Monks to the dance 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Sällskapet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Negative Approach,
OOIOO,
Colin Newman,
Todd Terry,
Vladislav Delay,
Pulsallama,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers,
The Evens,
Alice Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Con Funk Shun,
John Foxx,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Von Mondo,
The Invisible,
The Residents,
Ituana,
The Human League,
Quantec,
UT,
Massinfluence,
Funky Four + One,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smiths,
Man Parrish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bootsy Collins,
Minor Threat,
Sound Behaviour,
The Victims,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scion,
Au Pairs,
Joey Negro,
Cecil Taylor,
the Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
Godley & Creme,
PIL,
Heaven 17,
John Lydon,
Wasted Youth,
Joyce Sims,
the Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Donny Hathaway,
John Cale,
Outsiders,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fugs,
Neu!,
Juan Atkins,
Nik Kershaw,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gories,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bauhaus,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Real Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.