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 Lebanon and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 ABC to the funk 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minutemen,
Fugazi,
Lucky Dragons,
X-Ray Spex,
The J.B.'s,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yusef Lateef,
Hashim,
Lalann,
Scion,
Ludus,
E-Dancer,
Eric Copeland,
Livin' Joy,
The Monks,
Minny Pops,
The Fuzztones,
The Beau Brummels,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Organ,
Roy Ayers,
Alton Ellis,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rosa Yemen,
Alison Limerick,
H. Thieme,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soul Sonic Force,
Blake Baxter,
Barclay James Harvest,
Spoonie Gee,
Laurel Aitken,
Motorama,
Moby Grape,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joensuu 1685,
AZ,
Qualms,
Sam Rivers,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mission of Burma,
Black Sheep,
Albert Ayler,
Monks,
Graham Central Station,
The Angels of Light,
Audionom,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Whodini,
Fela Kuti,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
Tres Demented,
Rites of Spring,
The Seeds,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.