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 Japan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 Lakeside to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
This Heat,
Althea and Donna,
The Skatalites,
Davy DMX,
Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rapeman,
UT,
Jesper Dahlback,
Niagra,
Blake Baxter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Germs,
The Detroit Cobras,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Clarke,
The Mojo Men,
Carl Craig,
June of 44,
Reagan Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Make Up,
Ornette Coleman,
Soul II Soul,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dark Day,
The Golliwogs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Bananas,
Albert Ayler,
Au Pairs,
Lebanon Hanover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Searchers,
The Blues Magoos,
Urselle,
Livin' Joy,
Reuben Wilson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Invisible,
DNA,
Tomorrow,
The Pretty Things,
Bauhaus,
Alice Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aswad,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Average White Band,
Rod Modell,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warren Ellis,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Tremeloes,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.