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 Qatar and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Lucky Dragons,
UT,
Black Bananas,
R.M.O.,
Audionom,
Pierre Henry,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Reagan Youth,
Slick Rick,
Jandek,
Model 500,
10cc,
Black Flag,
Au Pairs,
Depeche Mode,
This Heat,
Gichy Dan,
Bad Manners,
Stetsasonic,
Camberwell Now,
Steve Hackett,
Throbbing Gristle,
Avey Tare,
Infiniti,
Camouflage,
Franke,
the Swans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tres Demented,
Robert Wyatt,
Juan Atkins,
Nirvana,
The Monks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bobby Sherman,
Popol Vuh,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Judy Mowatt,
Smog,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Underground Resistance,
Trumans Water,
Absolute Body Control,
Flipper,
The Trojans,
Simply Red,
The Music Machine,
Metal Thangz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
JFA,
New Order,
Cheater Slicks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.