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 Spain and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the rock 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Simply Red,
Sixth Finger,
China Crisis,
CMW,
Skaos,
Big Daddy Kane,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Brothers Johnson,
Marvin Gaye,
Lalo Schifrin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Sheep,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magazine,
Intrusion,
Marcia Griffiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
The Wake,
Zero Boys,
The Slits,
Sugar Minott,
Motorama,
Reuben Wilson,
Hasil Adkins,
Tomorrow,
La Düsseldorf,
Siglo XX,
Morten Harket,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Newcleus,
Khruangbin,
Television Personalities,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Görl,
Visage,
The Doors,
New York Dolls,
Scrapy,
Unwound,
Interpol,
LL Cool J,
Easy Going,
Ossler,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
Crash Course in Science,
The Leaves,
The Red Krayola,
Warsaw,
Ultravox,
Camberwell Now,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fela Kuti,
Section 25,
The Neon Judgement,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.