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 Ivory Coast and from Accra.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hasil Adkins,
Los Fastidios,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fatback Band,
Severed Heads,
Man Parrish,
Marvin Gaye,
Connie Case,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yazoo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sight & Sound,
Roxette,
Simply Red,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wire,
Brass Construction,
Dave Gahan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gap Band,
Suburban Knight,
E-Dancer,
Qualms,
Vladislav Delay,
Roger Hodgson,
Hoover,
Deepchord,
Josef K,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tubeway Army,
Juan Atkins,
Crime,
Blake Baxter,
The Searchers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Cramps,
Drexciya,
The Smiths,
Reagan Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camberwell Now,
The Skatalites,
Ituana,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
The Gories,
Aural Exciters,
The Real Kids,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers,
Quando Quango,
Mandrill,
Con Funk Shun,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Residents,
In Retrospect,
Morten Harket,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.