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 Bahamas and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the dance 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Joe Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Subhumans,
Neil Young,
Bill Wells,
Royal Trux,
Simply Red,
Bobby Byrd,
James White and The Blacks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Pierre Henry,
Cymande,
Terry Callier,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Circle Jerks,
Crime,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lindisfarne,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fuzztones,
Hasil Adkins,
Sällskapet,
ABC,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Names,
Shoche,
The New Christs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
EPMD,
Don Cherry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Livin' Joy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra,
Barry Ungar,
Anthony Braxton,
Judy Mowatt,
The Count Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crispy Ambulance,
New York Dolls,
The Sound,
Japan,
Scrapy,
Q and Not U,
Sight & Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Deepchord,
Bizarre Inc.,
Laurel Aitken,
Animal Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.