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 St Lucia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
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 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 Tim Buckley to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Terry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Raincoats,
The Human League,
The Fire Engines,
Procol Harum,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
EPMD,
Audionom,
Tears for Fears,
Susan Cadogan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pere Ubu,
Tommy Roe,
The Fortunes,
Skaos,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young,
Dual Sessions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Pus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Suburban Knight,
Absolute Body Control,
Nirvana,
Can,
X-102,
The Barracudas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Hill,
Simply Red,
the Fania All-Stars,
Whodini,
Angry Samoans,
Fugazi,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Wells,
John Holt,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Negative Approach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neu!,
Deepchord,
Roger Hodgson,
Los Fastidios,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros,
Aaron Thompson,
the Germs,
Gang Green,
Circle Jerks,
David McCallum,
LL Cool J,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pulsallama,
Rod Modell,
Eurythmics,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.