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 Taiwan and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Technova to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
The Moleskins,
Donald Byrd,
The Residents,
Alice Coltrane,
Eric Copeland,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Young Rascals,
Motorama,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roxy Music,
UT,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Von Mondo,
Junior Murvin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Grass Roots,
T. Rex,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Wyatt,
Thee Headcoats,
Jandek,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
Electric Prunes,
Rekid,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alton Ellis,
Oblivians,
Television Personalities,
Amazonics,
Boredoms,
Fela Kuti,
MC5,
Prince Buster,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott Heron,
OOIOO,
Bush Tetras,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Duran Duran,
Loose Ends,
Barrington Levy,
AZ,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Adolescents,
Clear Light,
10cc,
The Fuzztones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rotary Connection,
The Blues Magoos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marine Girls,
Crime,
48th St. Collective,
cv313,
The Flesh Eaters,
Deakin,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.