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 Italy and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ 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 Crooked Eye to the dance 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
The Cramps,
Au Pairs,
Stereo Dub,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Mandrill,
Mr. Review,
Lucky Dragons,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Clarke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Banda Bassotti,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Five Americans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Kinks,
R.M.O.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delta 5,
Rufus Thomas,
Nico,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Drexciya,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Byron Stingily,
Harmonia,
Joyce Sims,
Schoolly D,
Cluster,
Nas,
F. McDonald,
The Evens,
Soulsonic Force,
48th St. Collective,
Soft Machine,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fire Engines,
Sight & Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
CMW,
Los Fastidios,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mad Mike,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Birthday Party,
Black Pus,
Infiniti,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Real Kids,
The Walker Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
Darondo,
Con Funk Shun,
Aural Exciters,
The Buckinghams,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.