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 Morocco and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 MDC to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
K-Klass,
Television Personalities,
Lakeside,
Massinfluence,
Curtis Mayfield,
Deepchord,
The Neon Judgement,
China Crisis,
The Modern Lovers,
F. McDonald,
Audionom,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
PIL,
Barrington Levy,
Spandau Ballet,
Animal Collective,
The Misunderstood,
Smog,
Royal Trux,
Flash Fearless,
Lungfish,
Interpol,
New York Dolls,
Essential Logic,
David McCallum,
Letta Mbulu,
The Raincoats,
Crispy Ambulance,
Connie Case,
Q65,
The Human League,
Howard Jones,
Grauzone,
Barbara Tucker,
Theoretical Girls,
Barry Ungar,
the Fania All-Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
Model 500,
Boredoms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kaleidoscope,
Max Romeo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quadrant,
Lyres,
The Offenders,
The Grass Roots,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minor Threat,
T. Rex,
Oblivians,
Jandek,
Yaz,
Soul II Soul,
Moby Grape,
Matthew Halsall,
Brass Construction,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.