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 Ireland and from Mumbai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Bizarre Inc. to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Tim Buckley,
Lower 48,
Bootsy Collins,
Hot Snakes,
Chrome,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalann,
Moebius,
The United States of America,
Thee Headcoats,
FM Einheit,
Black Sheep,
Babytalk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Leonard Cohen,
Underground Resistance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pantaleimon,
Yusef Lateef,
Barrington Levy,
The Last Poets,
Charles Mingus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grandmaster Flash,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Suicide,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eurythmics,
Liliput,
Infiniti,
10cc,
The Stooges,
Barbara Tucker,
Aaron Thompson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Technova,
Gang Green,
The Residents,
Eden Ahbez,
Mo-Dettes,
Mark Hollis,
Mad Mike,
Echospace,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wire,
Faust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flipper,
cv313,
The Star Department,
Matthew Halsall,
Sällskapet,
Rites of Spring,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Sonics,
Jandek,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.