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 Jordan and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bizarre Inc. to the crunk 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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Talk Talk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Letta Mbulu,
The Evens,
Faraquet,
Panda Bear,
Smog,
Lalann,
Lyres,
Gang of Four,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zero Boys,
The Offenders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter & Gordon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Heaven 17,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Green,
A Certain Ratio,
Josef K,
Gang Starr,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anthony Braxton,
The Knickerbockers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Circle Jerks,
Make Up,
Pierre Henry,
Mandrill,
Sandy B,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gories,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Hood,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Human League,
The Grass Roots,
T.S.O.L.,
Delta 5,
Donald Byrd,
Rekid,
Funky Four + One,
Scrapy,
DJ Style,
James White and The Blacks,
Interpol,
The Young Rascals,
The Modern Lovers,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Angry Samoans,
Barrington Levy,
Arthur Verocai,
Audionom,
Infiniti,
John Lydon,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.