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 Uruguay and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Donny Hathaway to the electroclash 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alison Limerick,
Cecil Taylor,
The Modern Lovers,
Yusef Lateef,
Brass Construction,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fela Kuti,
The Beau Brummels,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Knickerbockers,
UT,
Franke,
Fad Gadget,
Q and Not U,
Hoover,
Warsaw,
The Move,
Vainqueur,
John Lydon,
The Kinks,
Rufus Thomas,
Michelle Simonal,
Mission of Burma,
The Wake,
Sight & Sound,
Jandek,
Panda Bear,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Foxx,
Depeche Mode,
Technova,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Slits,
Davy DMX,
David McCallum,
Schoolly D,
Hasil Adkins,
Masters at Work,
Youth Brigade,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter & Gordon,
Echospace,
David Axelrod,
Todd Rundgren,
The Grass Roots,
Zapp,
The Fugs,
Don Cherry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
June Days,
Prince Buster,
The Angels of Light,
Andrew Hill,
Nils Olav,
Letta Mbulu,
Nick Fraelich,
Can,
Grey Daturas,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.