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 Norway and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Brick to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Radiohead,
Hasil Adkins,
Godley & Creme,
Marvin Gaye,
David Axelrod,
Jeff Lynne,
F. McDonald,
Audionom,
The Neon Judgement,
DNA,
Mark Hollis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Metal Thangz,
The Raincoats,
New Age Steppers,
Harmonia,
Nils Olav,
The United States of America,
Boogie Down Productions,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Names,
Sam Rivers,
Monolake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gladiators,
Leonard Cohen,
In Retrospect,
Fear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eurythmics,
Ituana,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sällskapet,
The Dead C,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tears for Fears,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Archie Shepp,
Qualms,
Unrelated Segments,
Ornette Coleman,
New York Dolls,
Magma,
MC5,
Alton Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
the Bar-Kays,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
H. Thieme,
Bauhaus,
Morten Harket,
The Mummies,
Connie Case,
Interpol,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.