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 Rwanda and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Sandy B to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sparks,
Blancmange,
Smog,
KRS-One,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Quadrant,
Ossler,
Cybotron,
Rufus Thomas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dual Sessions,
Yusef Lateef,
The Pop Group,
Tomorrow,
8 Eyed Spy,
Metal Thangz,
Excepter,
Ultra Naté,
Nas,
Terry Callier,
Howard Jones,
E-Dancer,
Eric Dolphy,
Donny Hathaway,
Lalann,
Alphaville,
Radiohead,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Maleditus Sound,
The Toasters,
Underground Resistance,
MDC,
Sällskapet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Japan,
Iggy Pop,
Average White Band,
Pierre Henry,
Shoche,
David McCallum,
Chrome,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeff Mills,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crispy Ambulance,
Angry Samoans,
Derrick May,
Robert Hood,
Brass Construction,
Flash Fearless,
Dead Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Talk Talk,
Crash Course in Science,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jawbox,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Doors,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.