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 Honduras and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Roy Ayers to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Davy DMX,
Carl Craig,
Grey Daturas,
The Dirtbombs,
Faraquet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Danielle Patucci,
Junior Murvin,
Los Fastidios,
Average White Band,
Harmonia,
Ronnie Foster,
Brick,
Altered Images,
Pierre Henry,
Gichy Dan,
Howard Jones,
Ohio Players,
10cc,
Lower 48,
Gong,
Iggy Pop,
Black Flag,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brand Nubian,
Terrestrial Tones,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare,
the Normal,
Neu!,
Bush Tetras,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Drive Like Jehu,
Public Enemy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Bar-Kays,
Lindisfarne,
Drexciya,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Echospace,
Lyres,
Stetsasonic,
Sonic Youth,
Stiv Bators,
Metal Thangz,
Joyce Sims,
Archie Shepp,
The Walker Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Theoretical Girls,
Josef K,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
Donny Hathaway,
The New Christs,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.