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 Marshall Islands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Average White Band to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Bush Tetras,
Jawbox,
Gregory Isaacs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Association,
Aural Exciters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kas Product,
Minor Threat,
The Moody Blues,
Charles Mingus,
Scan 7,
Boredoms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
K-Klass,
Subhumans,
the Bar-Kays,
Minnie Riperton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
A Certain Ratio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dual Sessions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faraquet,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Negative Approach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sparks,
Sarah Menescal,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Suicide,
The Evens,
The Divine Comedy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Half Japanese,
Urselle,
Leonard Cohen,
Cameo,
the Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
Trumans Water,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cybotron,
Joe Finger,
Todd Terry,
The Golliwogs,
Stetsasonic,
The Count Five,
Dennis Brown,
Tommy Roe,
The Offenders,
Sällskapet,
John Coltrane,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.