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 Brazil and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Magazine to the punk 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Reuben Wilson,
The Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Pierre Henry,
Idris Muhammad,
Depeche Mode,
Skriet,
Visage,
Kerri Chandler,
Underground Resistance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boredoms,
Audionom,
Peter and Kerry,
Livin' Joy,
Wire,
China Crisis,
The Gap Band,
ABC,
Scrapy,
Marmalade,
Bizarre Inc.,
Susan Cadogan,
D'Angelo,
Suburban Knight,
Josef K,
The Knickerbockers,
Lightning Bolt,
Monolake,
Malaria!,
Cluster,
Skarface,
Alton Ellis,
Donald Byrd,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Wyatt,
Dark Day,
Lakeside,
Kayak,
Fad Gadget,
Qualms,
Sam Rivers,
the Normal,
Ituana,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Smog,
John Holt,
Robert Görl,
Jimmy McGriff,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scion,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sound Behaviour,
Mad Mike,
Panda Bear,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sällskapet,
Excepter,
Donny Hathaway,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.