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 Paraguay and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Jeff Lynne,
Skarface,
Minor Threat,
Eurythmics,
Alison Limerick,
Crooked Eye,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reuben Wilson,
The Stooges,
Au Pairs,
Ohio Players,
Jandek,
Fad Gadget,
Cheater Slicks,
La Düsseldorf,
Godley & Creme,
Prince Buster,
Outsiders,
Grauzone,
Yusef Lateef,
MDC,
Don Cherry,
Monolake,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Normal,
Saccharine Trust,
Barbara Tucker,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris & Cosey,
Rakim,
Charles Mingus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Index,
H. Thieme,
Bluetip,
Intrusion,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Piero Umiliani,
Unrelated Segments,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Move,
Black Bananas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Pop Group,
Average White Band,
June of 44,
Avey Tare,
the Sonics,
Lightning Bolt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cal Tjader,
Fugazi,
Absolute Body Control,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Smiths,
Ituana,
Country Teasers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.