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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Andrew Hill to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Camberwell Now,
The Evens,
Ultimate Spinach,
Maleditus Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stiv Bators,
Steve Hackett,
Fugazi,
DJ Style,
Mark Hollis,
FM Einheit,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hasil Adkins,
June Days,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mr. Review,
Barrington Levy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ronan,
Tomorrow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Echospace,
Carl Craig,
The Knickerbockers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Colin Newman,
Nick Fraelich,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
cv313,
Mission of Burma,
the Human League,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Infiniti,
Yusef Lateef,
The Toasters,
Bootsy Collins,
Byron Stingily,
Minnie Riperton,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Warren Ellis,
Minor Threat,
Chris & Cosey,
Marine Girls,
The Birthday Party,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Velvet Underground,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Monks,
Joensuu 1685,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Association,
R.M.O.,
Kevin Saunderson,
Audionom,
Rotary Connection,
Sparks,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.