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 Vanuatu and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Chris Corsano to the grime 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Lindisfarne,
Slave,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Star Department,
Cymande,
Khruangbin,
Isaac Hayes,
X-Ray Spex,
The Names,
Eden Ahbez,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
Vladislav Delay,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
Ten City,
Steve Hackett,
Faust,
Goldenarms,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Black Dice,
Theoretical Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Residents,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Hood,
Peter and Kerry,
Sonic Youth,
The Fuzztones,
Inner City,
Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skriet,
Lightning Bolt,
Max Romeo,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Man Eating Sloth,
Prince Buster,
the Association,
Carl Craig,
Aswad,
Unwound,
Silicon Teens,
Arab on Radar,
AZ,
Barbara Tucker,
Tears for Fears,
Amon Düül II,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter & Gordon,
ABBA,
Eric Copeland,
New York Dolls,
Eve St. Jones,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.