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 China and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Aural Exciters to the rap 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
The Evens,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amon Düül,
Suburban Knight,
Colin Newman,
Ponytail,
Oblivians,
Easy Going,
Man Parrish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alton Ellis,
The Fortunes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joyce Sims,
Anakelly,
Schoolly D,
Second Layer,
Minor Threat,
Supertramp,
Piero Umiliani,
Ohio Players,
Black Flag,
Tres Demented,
Sexual Harrassment,
Junior Murvin,
the Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Smoke,
Lower 48,
Kaleidoscope,
Eve St. Jones,
Susan Cadogan,
Faraquet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stereo Dub,
K-Klass,
World's Most,
Altered Images,
Gong,
Throbbing Gristle,
Byron Stingily,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tom Boy,
Vainqueur,
Barbara Tucker,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cybotron,
Smog,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Goldenarms,
The Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Franke,
Sam Rivers,
The Last Poets,
Prince Buster,
In Retrospect,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.