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 Cyprus and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 MC5 to the punk 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pantytec,
Crime,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Iggy Pop,
The Fire Engines,
The Residents,
Robert Wyatt,
Yazoo,
Bauhaus,
Todd Terry,
Archie Shepp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Martian,
Godley & Creme,
Avey Tare,
Boredoms,
Slave,
The Dirtbombs,
Index,
Patti Smith,
DJ Style,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül,
La Düsseldorf,
The Misunderstood,
The Black Dice,
Gerry Rafferty,
R.M.O.,
Ituana,
Oblivians,
Alice Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
Jerry's Kids,
Prince Buster,
Essential Logic,
Gang Green,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slits,
Scion,
James White and The Blacks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Sheep,
The Young Rascals,
Ice-T,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fad Gadget,
Moebius,
Audionom,
The Electric Prunes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camouflage,
The Gap Band,
The Smoke,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dark Day,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.