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 Estonia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Little Man to the electroclash 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Freddie Wadling,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gories,
Fad Gadget,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Slits,
The Kinks,
Tears for Fears,
Anthony Braxton,
Pole,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalann,
The Move,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Half Japanese,
DJ Sneak,
The Black Dice,
Deepchord,
The Grass Roots,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aural Exciters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aloha Tigers,
FM Einheit,
Judy Mowatt,
Warsaw,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bob Dylan,
Ponytail,
Rod Modell,
Q and Not U,
Cal Tjader,
Derrick May,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultravox,
Q65,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Andrew Hill,
Shuggie Otis,
Spoonie Gee,
The Trojans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sonic Youth,
Eli Mardock,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Knickerbockers,
Tom Boy,
June Days,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Little Man,
Graham Central Station,
The Fall,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.