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 Iran and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gregory Isaacs to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Pierre Henry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ponytail,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moby Grape,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rufus Thomas,
Erykah Badu,
Metal Thangz,
Blake Baxter,
Camberwell Now,
Nirvana,
Juan Atkins,
Alice Coltrane,
Porter Ricks,
10cc,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kaleidoscope,
Kool Moe Dee,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
The Tremeloes,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sonics,
Funkadelic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thee Headcoats,
The Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
Inner City,
Sight & Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Henry Cow,
the Association,
Q and Not U,
Japan,
New Order,
Theoretical Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
Fat Boys,
Essential Logic,
Q65,
Isaac Hayes,
Sparks,
Y Pants,
Ituana,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Agent Orange,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Womack,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nico,
Matthew Bourne,
Altered Images,
Lower 48,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cowsills,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.