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 Macedonia and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Goldenarms to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Monks,
Dawn Penn,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
This Heat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Accadde A,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shuggie Otis,
Blake Baxter,
Quantec,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
Fatback Band,
Ken Boothe,
The Martian,
Cluster,
These Immortal Souls,
Essential Logic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
MC5,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grey Daturas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lakeside,
Ten City,
Warren Ellis,
Nas,
Mr. Review,
Jeff Mills,
The Vogues,
The Pretty Things,
Mission of Burma,
A Certain Ratio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pylon,
Junior Murvin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cymande,
Althea and Donna,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
The Residents,
The Cramps,
Andrew Hill,
Pagans,
Wally Richardson,
Maleditus Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Teasers,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moody Blues,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.