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 Morocco and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pole to the grime 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Archie Shepp,
Malaria!,
Nico,
Easy Going,
The Fortunes,
Con Funk Shun,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Q and Not U,
Tom Boy,
The Fugs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sällskapet,
Wasted Youth,
Jawbox,
The Martian,
Eli Mardock,
Metal Thangz,
The Saints,
Interpol,
Harmonia,
Symarip,
Flipper,
John Lydon,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Sherman,
Inner City,
Drexciya,
The New Christs,
The Detroit Cobras,
James White and The Blacks,
Bootsy Collins,
Al Stewart,
Public Enemy,
Rosa Yemen,
MDC,
Bush Tetras,
Skriet,
Hoover,
The Monochrome Set,
Section 25,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ten City,
Minnie Riperton,
Roy Ayers,
Sight & Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
Crash Course in Science,
FM Einheit,
Ossler,
Faust,
Lungfish,
Colin Newman,
Au Pairs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stetsasonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.