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 Israel and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Chris Corsano to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Groovy Waters,
UT,
Von Mondo,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scan 7,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Derrick May,
X-101,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Donny Hathaway,
Lungfish,
Boredoms,
Tears for Fears,
Davy DMX,
Leonard Cohen,
Eden Ahbez,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Inner City,
Anthony Braxton,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalann,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sugar Minott,
KRS-One,
Simply Red,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Five Americans,
Agitation Free,
Spandau Ballet,
John Coltrane,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ralphi Rosario,
Echospace,
OOIOO,
John Foxx,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Yusef Lateef,
The Red Krayola,
Eddi Front,
Sparks,
Second Layer,
Bobby Sherman,
Charles Mingus,
The Pop Group,
Max Romeo,
Q and Not U,
Slave,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.