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 Guyana and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 The Gories to the disco 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blues Magoos,
Jeff Mills,
Underground Resistance,
The Doors,
Lou Reed,
Warsaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Infiniti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dead Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Christie,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
The Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
cv313,
Deepchord,
The Evens,
Interpol,
Q and Not U,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Pus,
Cecil Taylor,
Kerri Chandler,
AZ,
Peter and Kerry,
Soft Cell,
T. Rex,
Peter & Gordon,
Youth Brigade,
Black Flag,
the Germs,
Roy Ayers,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott Heron,
Half Japanese,
The Index,
Wally Richardson,
Second Layer,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pole,
H. Thieme,
Smog,
Susan Cadogan,
Isaac Hayes,
Eve St. Jones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Das Ding,
In Retrospect,
Howard Jones,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lucky Dragons,
Drexciya,
Harry Pussy,
The Raincoats,
Kenny Larkin,
The Angels of Light,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.