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 Ukraine and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Yazoo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Soft Machine,
Kayak,
Simply Red,
Cameo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arab on Radar,
Unrelated Segments,
D'Angelo,
Bob Dylan,
Neu!,
Ponytail,
Lyres,
Pharoah Sanders,
Interpol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tears for Fears,
the Swans,
Joy Division,
Tubeway Army,
Angry Samoans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Connie Case,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Byrd,
Boz Scaggs,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gun Club,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
K-Klass,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül,
Marmalade,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Hood,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cowsills,
Roy Ayers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
T. Rex,
Nas,
Lungfish,
Surgeon,
ABC,
Bootsy Collins,
Nirvana,
EPMD,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monolake,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eve St. Jones,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.