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 Bahrain and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Black Bananas to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Siglo XX,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Invisible,
Pharoah Sanders,
Stetsasonic,
The Happenings,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Golliwogs,
X-101,
Roxette,
Unwound,
Animal Collective,
Dorothy Ashby,
Marvin Gaye,
Mandrill,
New Order,
Chris Corsano,
Todd Terry,
Banda Bassotti,
Mad Mike,
Neu!,
Hashim,
Oblivians,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sam Rivers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mars,
Bobby Womack,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Green,
ABC,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Byrd,
Terry Callier,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Graham Central Station,
Drexciya,
Morten Harket,
Scion,
Lindisfarne,
the Fania All-Stars,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Erykah Badu,
Donny Hathaway,
Bluetip,
Man Parrish,
Tears for Fears,
The Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.