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 Niger and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Royal Trux to the rock 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Oneida,
Patti Smith,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sound Behaviour,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bauhaus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aural Exciters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ten City,
The Smoke,
Silicon Teens,
Goldenarms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
B.T. Express,
Franke,
JFA,
Shuggie Otis,
Stereo Dub,
Zero Boys,
PIL,
Section 25,
James White and The Blacks,
Crooked Eye,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spoonie Gee,
Pantytec,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sister Nancy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
U.S. Maple,
Pussy Galore,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doors,
Matthew Bourne,
R.M.O.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Suicide,
Barry Ungar,
the Sonics,
Sexual Harrassment,
Barbara Tucker,
Von Mondo,
Swell Maps,
Sun City Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dawn Penn,
Soul II Soul,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Avey Tare,
DJ Sneak,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monochrome Set,
The Kinks,
Eric Dolphy,
Joensuu 1685,
Henry Cow,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.