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 Slovenia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 Ituana to the dance 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Sandy B,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cheater Slicks,
New Age Steppers,
Eurythmics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
Schoolly D,
Zero Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
The Star Department,
Inner City,
Jandek,
Donald Byrd,
Desert Stars,
Country Teasers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gong,
Technova,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
ABC,
the Human League,
The Toasters,
Hasil Adkins,
Spandau Ballet,
Circle Jerks,
The Vogues,
Agitation Free,
Bluetip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Modern Lovers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Pretty Things,
Ohio Players,
Cecil Taylor,
The Alarm Clocks,
Porter Ricks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Maurizio,
Vainqueur,
The Fall,
Robert Görl,
Yazoo,
The Gories,
Lightning Bolt,
These Immortal Souls,
Althea and Donna,
Josef K,
Average White Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
The Fuzztones,
Ponytail,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nico,
Public Enemy,
The Busters,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.