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 Bangladesh and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Aaron Thompson 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
The Associates,
Dark Day,
Sandy B,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Letta Mbulu,
Rod Modell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Curtis Mayfield,
JFA,
Main Source,
Fat Boys,
Lindisfarne,
The Searchers,
Eurythmics,
Moebius,
David Bowie,
Bobby Sherman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Animal Collective,
Rapeman,
Scrapy,
Mad Mike,
Lucky Dragons,
Outsiders,
Half Japanese,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crooked Eye,
Joensuu 1685,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Excepter,
Lou Reed,
Joe Finger,
Kayak,
Harry Pussy,
Neu!,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Von Mondo,
Smog,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Steve Hackett,
The Gladiators,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lee Hazlewood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eli Mardock,
Faust,
Soul II Soul,
Iggy Pop,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Young Marble Giants,
The Monks,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.