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 Philippines and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 The Invisible to the rock 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Ohio Players,
Scott Walker,
Radiohead,
Suburban Knight,
the Swans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Section 25,
These Immortal Souls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sarah Menescal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Al Stewart,
Bluetip,
Clear Light,
Television Personalities,
Todd Terry,
Dawn Penn,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Talk Talk,
The Slackers,
Los Fastidios,
Spoonie Gee,
Alphaville,
The Last Poets,
Slave,
Khruangbin,
Hashim,
Babytalk,
Quadrant,
Lebanon Hanover,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
T. Rex,
Roy Ayers,
Youth Brigade,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radio Birdman,
Fluxion,
Max Romeo,
Bill Wells,
Make Up,
Electric Prunes,
Maurizio,
Interpol,
Bronski Beat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roger Hodgson,
Bauhaus,
Skriet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Lydon,
Groovy Waters,
Scientists,
The Gories,
Goldenarms,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.