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 Japan and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Inner City to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
Kurtis Blow,
Lakeside,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fear,
These Immortal Souls,
Mark Hollis,
Porter Ricks,
Dave Gahan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soulsonic Force,
Saccharine Trust,
Scratch Acid,
Make Up,
Bronski Beat,
Gil Scott Heron,
Warsaw,
U.S. Maple,
Los Fastidios,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Leonard Cohen,
The Knickerbockers,
K-Klass,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul II Soul,
Drive Like Jehu,
Adolescents,
ABBA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chrome,
X-102,
Roger Hodgson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Associates,
The Fire Engines,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
A Certain Ratio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sällskapet,
John Holt,
Q and Not U,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Howard Jones,
Lucky Dragons,
Sarah Menescal,
The Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
Nik Kershaw,
Pulsallama,
Archie Shepp,
Young Marble Giants,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Section 25,
Sparks,
Robert Wyatt,
This Heat,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Toasters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.