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 Burkina and from Beijing.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Cameo to the rock 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
The Divine Comedy,
Ituana,
Jandek,
Easy Going,
The Monochrome Set,
Parry Music,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Rufus Thomas,
Nick Fraelich,
Scott Walker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unrelated Segments,
Accadde A,
the Swans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ronan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Spandau Ballet,
The New Christs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Standells,
Eve St. Jones,
Moby Grape,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monks,
Young Marble Giants,
Grey Daturas,
Excepter,
Stiv Bators,
These Immortal Souls,
Siglo XX,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Henry Cow,
Ice-T,
Wings,
Bill Near,
Public Enemy,
Neu!,
Thee Headcoats,
Fear,
Maurizio,
Laurel Aitken,
Dave Gahan,
Archie Shepp,
Moss Icon,
Altered Images,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Organ,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
The Sound,
K-Klass,
Delta 5,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.