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 Suriname and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fad Gadget to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Iggy Pop,
Gregory Isaacs,
Althea and Donna,
Zero Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Magazine,
Yusef Lateef,
Fort Wilson Riot,
UT,
Yellowson,
Average White Band,
KRS-One,
Delta 5,
Jandek,
Deadbeat,
World's Most,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Porter Ricks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yaz,
Black Bananas,
The Divine Comedy,
Make Up,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
Pantaleimon,
Soft Cell,
Franke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Thee Headcoats,
Warren Ellis,
Crime,
Leonard Cohen,
Interpol,
The Knickerbockers,
DNA,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Underground Resistance,
Joe Smooth,
Accadde A,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Human League,
Desert Stars,
Loose Ends,
Trumans Water,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
David McCallum,
Junior Murvin,
Kurtis Blow,
Anthony Braxton,
Gong,
The Names,
Tubeway Army,
Severed Heads,
Bizarre Inc.,
June of 44,
Terry Callier,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.