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 Finland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 Peter and Kerry to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Litter,
Charles Mingus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warsaw,
The Techniques,
Funkadelic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Index,
Gang Gang Dance,
Altered Images,
the Bar-Kays,
The Real Kids,
The Skatalites,
Ten City,
Dual Sessions,
Eurythmics,
T.S.O.L.,
Fluxion,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Busters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Accadde A,
Crime,
The Searchers,
Sister Nancy,
Popol Vuh,
Cluster,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Maleditus Sound,
Goldenarms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cramps,
Lightning Bolt,
Zapp,
The Victims,
Bizarre Inc.,
Laurel Aitken,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agitation Free,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Womack,
The Velvet Underground,
Letta Mbulu,
Radio Birdman,
Aaron Thompson,
The Star Department,
The Kinks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joe Finger,
Judy Mowatt,
Sun City Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Urselle,
Ronan,
FM Einheit,
Unrelated Segments,
Schoolly D,
Fear,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.