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 Maldives and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
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 Captain Beefheart 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 Supertramp to the grime 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Bill Wells,
The Pop Group,
Curtis Mayfield,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Scion,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Swans,
ABBA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Skatalites,
Camberwell Now,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Divine Comedy,
Lyres,
Matthew Bourne,
Radiohead,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Vogues,
Television Personalities,
Traffic Nightmare,
The J.B.'s,
Can,
LL Cool J,
Flipper,
Scott Walker,
Cymande,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Erasure,
Isaac Hayes,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalann,
The Dead C,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Slits,
Kerri Chandler,
Crooked Eye,
Amon Düül II,
The Pretty Things,
Skarface,
Fifty Foot Hose,
a-ha,
Intrusion,
The Young Rascals,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Steve Hackett,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Neon Judgement,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Star Department,
Von Mondo,
Dennis Brown,
Sixth Finger,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.