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 Andorra and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eve St. Jones to the techno 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Scan 7,
Marmalade,
The Monochrome Set,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dorothy Ashby,
Spoonie Gee,
Quantec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
K-Klass,
Soul II Soul,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Swell Maps,
Mad Mike,
Warsaw,
June Days,
Funkadelic,
The Happenings,
Eric Dolphy,
Deakin,
Neu!,
The Toasters,
Skarface,
Cecil Taylor,
Quando Quango,
Steve Hackett,
Neil Young,
Pierre Henry,
Darondo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Suicide,
The Wake,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül II,
Todd Terry,
E-Dancer,
Supertramp,
Fear,
The Invisible,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultra Naté,
Underground Resistance,
Frankie Knuckles,
Essential Logic,
A Certain Ratio,
Kas Product,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Black Flag,
Malaria!,
Pussy Galore,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nik Kershaw,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.