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 Togo and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wings to the grime 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fat Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Charles Mingus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Altered Images,
ABBA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Royal Trux,
Los Fastidios,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neu!,
Johnny Clarke,
Technova,
One Last Wish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sugar Minott,
Godley & Creme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barclay James Harvest,
Delta 5,
Shuggie Otis,
KRS-One,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Henry Cow,
Laurel Aitken,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Five Americans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
R.M.O.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amon Düül,
Black Sheep,
Swans,
Visage,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Residents,
Sparks,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun Ra,
Blancmange,
Urselle,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yellowson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick Morgan,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Pop Group,
Bush Tetras,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Subhumans,
Minor Threat,
Dual Sessions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Max Romeo,
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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.