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 Singapore and from New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Flag to the jazz 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Tubeway Army,
Bronski Beat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
10cc,
Fad Gadget,
Stiv Bators,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Piero Umiliani,
Bob Dylan,
Depeche Mode,
the Soft Cell,
Zero Boys,
Prince Buster,
Don Cherry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Inner City,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Howard Jones,
Guru Guru,
K-Klass,
Bang On A Can,
Wasted Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Names,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ohio Players,
T.S.O.L.,
Unrelated Segments,
Smog,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultravox,
Fugazi,
Magma,
Sex Pistols,
Symarip,
Tommy Roe,
Neu!,
Das Ding,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aswad,
Jeff Lynne,
The Seeds,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Silicon Teens,
Barrington Levy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Q65,
Alphaville,
cv313,
Sun Ra,
Radiohead,
The Fugs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kurtis Blow,
Funkadelic,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.