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 Ethiopia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Captain Beefheart 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 The Motions to the rock 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Peter & Gordon,
ABBA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Danielle Patucci,
David Axelrod,
Faraquet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant,
Toni Rubio,
Scott Walker,
Lightning Bolt,
The Martian,
Sun Ra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mantronix,
T.S.O.L.,
Eli Mardock,
Mandrill,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Al Stewart,
Marcia Griffiths,
Blancmange,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Neu!,
Y Pants,
Harmonia,
Fear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
H. Thieme,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül,
Joensuu 1685,
Visage,
Interpol,
Freddie Wadling,
Jeff Mills,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Terrestrial Tones,
Schoolly D,
Sarah Menescal,
The Music Machine,
Intrusion,
Ultravox,
The Fuzztones,
Quantec,
The Vogues,
Man Parrish,
Aswad,
Soft Machine,
New Order,
Godley & Creme,
David McCallum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amazonics,
Pantytec,
Dennis Brown,
Khruangbin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.