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 Burundi and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 kango's stein massive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Piero Umiliani,
Stiv Bators,
E-Dancer,
cv313,
Trumans Water,
DJ Style,
The Buckinghams,
The Human League,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Görl,
Deepchord,
Donny Hathaway,
Davy DMX,
Chris Corsano,
Unwound,
Scott Walker,
The Blues Magoos,
Ohio Players,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Holt,
Minutemen,
Prince Buster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Sherman,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rekid,
John Lydon,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Velvet Underground,
Mars,
The Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxette,
Reuben Wilson,
Goldenarms,
Qualms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultravox,
Kas Product,
Fela Kuti,
The Divine Comedy,
The Evens,
K-Klass,
Lindisfarne,
Gabor Szabo,
The Martian,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tears for Fears,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantaleimon,
Youth Brigade,
Inner City,
Smog,
Minnie Riperton,
Drexciya,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moody Blues,
Terry Callier,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.