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 Gambia and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Au Pairs to the disco 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Don Cherry,
Desert Stars,
Basic Channel,
The Young Rascals,
Jandek,
Max Romeo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wire,
Junior Murvin,
Johnny Clarke,
Soulsonic Force,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy Collins,
Scrapy,
One Last Wish,
The Dirtbombs,
The Buckinghams,
The Last Poets,
Pantaleimon,
EPMD,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roger Hodgson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fire Engines,
Half Japanese,
UT,
The Offenders,
Oblivians,
Negative Approach,
The Invisible,
Flipper,
Cybotron,
Yellowson,
Blancmange,
Drexciya,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rites of Spring,
Todd Terry,
cv313,
John Lydon,
Grauzone,
Can,
The Blues Magoos,
Hoover,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Von Mondo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun City Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Johnny Osbourne,
Darondo,
Ultra Naté,
The Techniques,
the Sonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Prince Buster,
Eli Mardock,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.