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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dead C to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Essential Logic,
Robert Wyatt,
Isaac Hayes,
Gichy Dan,
The Raincoats,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Christie,
Bluetip,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anakelly,
Minny Pops,
Groovy Waters,
Khruangbin,
Audionom,
Lucky Dragons,
Funky Four + One,
Joyce Sims,
Bronski Beat,
Motorama,
In Retrospect,
Fela Kuti,
Max Romeo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skarface,
Sun City Girls,
Amazonics,
The Golliwogs,
Yusef Lateef,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kayak,
The Neon Judgement,
The Real Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
This Heat,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spandau Ballet,
Infiniti,
MC5,
Schoolly D,
Moby Grape,
June of 44,
Marine Girls,
Porter Ricks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arab on Radar,
Eden Ahbez,
DJ Style,
Lyres,
Bobby Womack,
Throbbing Gristle,
Excepter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.