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 South Africa and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 The Kinks to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Deepchord,
Das Ding,
Shuggie Otis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Negative Approach,
Jandek,
Tom Boy,
Bill Near,
Bobby Sherman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boz Scaggs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wasted Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Don Cherry,
The Gories,
Cheater Slicks,
Anakelly,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Juan Atkins,
Arab on Radar,
Babytalk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grey Daturas,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fall,
Prince Buster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Al Stewart,
Wally Richardson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Piero Umiliani,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
Index,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Erykah Badu,
Brass Construction,
Andrew Hill,
The Leaves,
Simply Red,
Television Personalities,
John Holt,
Basic Channel,
Deadbeat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The J.B.'s,
Vladislav Delay,
Ten City,
China Crisis,
Excepter,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble 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.