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 Ukraine and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pagans to the rap 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Names,
Sandy B,
Junior Murvin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
AZ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Foxx,
Gang Gang Dance,
Half Japanese,
Robert Görl,
Fugazi,
Scratch Acid,
OOIOO,
Kerrie Biddell,
This Heat,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nils Olav,
Ronan,
Kayak,
Michelle Simonal,
Shuggie Otis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faust,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lower 48,
Technova,
Black Pus,
Vainqueur,
Agent Orange,
Rhythm & Sound,
Connie Case,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Second Layer,
Brothers Johnson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
The Leaves,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter & Gordon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Charles Mingus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonic Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Quantec,
Radiohead,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Slits,
Country Teasers,
Graham Central Station,
Terry Callier,
The Smoke,
Harry Pussy,
Aloha Tigers,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.