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 Liechtenstein and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 In Retrospect to the disco 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Joensuu 1685,
Jesper Dahlback,
Index,
Blake Baxter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Skatalites,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Hill,
Archie Shepp,
MC5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nirvana,
FM Einheit,
Simply Red,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Misunderstood,
Radiopuhelimet,
UT,
Panda Bear,
Soul II Soul,
Warren Ellis,
Supertramp,
Fear,
Sixth Finger,
Young Marble Giants,
Crooked Eye,
La Düsseldorf,
MDC,
John Coltrane,
Anakelly,
Harmonia,
Kool Moe Dee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Absolute Body Control,
Ice-T,
Robert Wyatt,
the Soft Cell,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pierre Henry,
Neil Young,
the Sonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
PIL,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
E-Dancer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
Davy DMX,
Wally Richardson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harry Pussy,
LL Cool J,
R.M.O.,
The Gap Band,
Slave,
Barry Ungar,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.