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 Belgium and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brothers Johnson to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oneida,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pierre Henry,
Marvin Gaye,
Spoonie Gee,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Man Parrish,
Moss Icon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Outsiders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television Personalities,
EPMD,
Magma,
Barry Ungar,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Cell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Von Mondo,
Eli Mardock,
Audionom,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Blossom Toes,
The Happenings,
the Bar-Kays,
The Monochrome Set,
Camberwell Now,
Dark Day,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Black Dice,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wally Richardson,
Nils Olav,
Sam Rivers,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Terry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cure,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Coltrane,
Unwound,
The Residents,
OOIOO,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lungfish,
Carl Craig,
Groovy Waters,
Peter and Kerry,
Tim Buckley,
The Motions,
Cybotron,
Minutemen,
The Grass Roots,
The Durutti Column,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Vogues,
Robert Görl,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.