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 South Sudan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Surgeon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Minutemen,
Wolf Eyes,
Mantronix,
The Fugs,
Bob Dylan,
Metal Thangz,
Ten City,
Yellowson,
The Gladiators,
Second Layer,
Public Enemy,
Susan Cadogan,
Spoonie Gee,
Basic Channel,
The American Breed,
Howard Jones,
The Evens,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gun Club,
Young Marble Giants,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scott Walker,
Barry Ungar,
Wire,
Rapeman,
Eric Copeland,
Lalann,
Nils Olav,
MDC,
The Grass Roots,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wally Richardson,
In Retrospect,
Fluxion,
Alphaville,
Todd Terry,
Idris Muhammad,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Motions,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Moebius,
Sam Rivers,
Terry Callier,
Sun Ra,
Carl Craig,
the Association,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mandrill,
Alice Coltrane,
Camouflage,
the Swans,
Derrick Morgan,
10cc,
cv313,
Blossom Toes,
Fatback Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grandmaster Flash,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.