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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Procol Harum to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav 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?
Mandrill,
The Dead C,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barrington Levy,
Aloha Tigers,
Pussy Galore,
Glambeats Corp.,
Erykah Badu,
The Red Krayola,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
Warren Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Steve Hackett,
Marine Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Clear Light,
Colin Newman,
The Music Machine,
Jandek,
JFA,
Gregory Isaacs,
L. Decosne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Panda Bear,
Pharoah Sanders,
Half Japanese,
Camouflage,
Eli Mardock,
The Wake,
The Mojo Men,
Moebius,
Grey Daturas,
Public Enemy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Icehouse,
Ultravox,
The Gories,
Tom Boy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Pus,
Jerry's Kids,
Funkadelic,
Little Man,
Joe Smooth,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Offenders,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Names,
Tubeway Army,
The Cramps,
The Five Americans,
The Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MC5,
Dawn Penn,
Quantec,
Simply Red,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.