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 Turkey and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Joensuu 1685,
Isaac Hayes,
Sam Rivers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sex Pistols,
the Soft Cell,
R.M.O.,
Altered Images,
The Angels of Light,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Swell Maps,
Curtis Mayfield,
John Cale,
Steve Hackett,
Surgeon,
the Normal,
The Happenings,
Iggy Pop,
Marine Girls,
Panda Bear,
Stereo Dub,
Reuben Wilson,
The Electric Prunes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Second Layer,
Visage,
Eric Dolphy,
Arab on Radar,
Alison Limerick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Starr,
This Heat,
Symarip,
Idris Muhammad,
Livin' Joy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Accadde A,
Crash Course in Science,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Audionom,
Crispy Ambulance,
Average White Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Section 25,
Faraquet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lindisfarne,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gap Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Derrick May,
Desert Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stiv Bators,
The Neon Judgement,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Sherman,
Lyres,
Sixth Finger,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.