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 Zambia and from Accra.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Don Cherry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Radiohead,
The Red Krayola,
Agent Orange,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gichy Dan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Association,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bad Manners,
OOIOO,
Bush Tetras,
Ten City,
The New Christs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
D'Angelo,
Schoolly D,
The Fortunes,
Television Personalities,
Livin' Joy,
Patti Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
Tres Demented,
Sandy B,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Janne Schatter,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fat Boys,
Lalann,
Graham Central Station,
Faust,
Prince Buster,
Aloha Tigers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Monks,
Bill Near,
Liliput,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moss Icon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare,
E-Dancer,
Black Bananas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aaron Thompson,
Spandau Ballet,
L. Decosne,
Albert Ayler,
Make Up,
Simply Red,
The Cowsills,
Tim Buckley,
The Sonics,
The Star Department,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skarface,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.