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 Iraq and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe 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 Michelle Simonal to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Thompson Twins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Arcadia,
DJ Sneak,
Skarface,
The Birthday Party,
One Last Wish,
The United States of America,
Roger Hodgson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-101,
Swell Maps,
La Düsseldorf,
Stereo Dub,
Gabor Szabo,
Sight & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Circle Jerks,
The Buckinghams,
Hasil Adkins,
the Human League,
Metal Thangz,
Adolescents,
Rhythm & Sound,
a-ha,
Man Parrish,
The Kinks,
Drexciya,
The Smoke,
Bill Near,
The Gun Club,
Aswad,
Accadde A,
Albert Ayler,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Monochrome Set,
Minor Threat,
The Blackbyrds,
T. Rex,
Eden Ahbez,
ABBA,
Radiohead,
Jandek,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sister Nancy,
Moby Grape,
Fela Kuti,
Hardrive,
Bob Dylan,
The Doors,
Wire,
Stetsasonic,
June Days,
Nik Kershaw,
The Knickerbockers,
Sam Rivers,
Siglo XX,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.