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 Macedonia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dorothy Ashby to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
Oneida,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gun Club,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Thompson Twins,
Supertramp,
Pierre Henry,
Rotary Connection,
Bluetip,
Magma,
H. Thieme,
Aural Exciters,
Rapeman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Beau Brummels,
Duran Duran,
Ohio Players,
The Shadows of Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Iggy Pop,
Fat Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Teasers,
Drexciya,
Fad Gadget,
Ituana,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Agitation Free,
The United States of America,
Todd Rundgren,
Kayak,
Saccharine Trust,
Loose Ends,
Black Pus,
Jawbox,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lucky Dragons,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Desert Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Massinfluence,
Liliput,
The Angels of Light,
Panda Bear,
The Modern Lovers,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.