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 Brunei and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Monks to the jazz 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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Erykah Badu,
Cluster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maleditus Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Star Department,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
Rotary Connection,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Charles Mingus,
Bootsy Collins,
T. Rex,
The Alarm Clocks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scrapy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Starr,
The Angels of Light,
Glenn Branca,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Khruangbin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharoah Sanders,
World's Most,
Joy Division,
Simply Red,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Little Man,
Dennis Brown,
Cymande,
Procol Harum,
Index,
Clear Light,
a-ha,
Outsiders,
Skarface,
Niagra,
Jacob Miller,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris Corsano,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ludus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oneida,
Roger Hodgson,
Inner City,
Lyres,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hasil Adkins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chris & Cosey,
8 Eyed Spy,
Loose Ends,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.