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 Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Blackbyrds to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Underground Resistance,
The Fuzztones,
Andrew Hill,
John Coltrane,
Joy Division,
The Sonics,
B.T. Express,
Banda Bassotti,
Easy Going,
the Sonics,
U.S. Maple,
Hardrive,
Harmonia,
Unrelated Segments,
Whodini,
Swans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Los Fastidios,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Angry Samoans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Howard Jones,
Scientists,
Crime,
Oblivians,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Blues Magoos,
Panda Bear,
World's Most,
Visage,
Radiohead,
Kerri Chandler,
Dawn Penn,
Sun Ra,
Bush Tetras,
The Motions,
Todd Rundgren,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
Josef K,
Grauzone,
X-101,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Michelle Simonal,
Blossom Toes,
Brand Nubian,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arab on Radar,
R.M.O.,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.