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 Haiti and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Godley & Creme to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Babytalk,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Alarm Clocks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Graham Central Station,
Scientists,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barrington Levy,
Chris & Cosey,
E-Dancer,
Saccharine Trust,
Groovy Waters,
The Five Americans,
Infiniti,
Suburban Knight,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Hashim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cure,
Glenn Branca,
Thee Headcoats,
Flipper,
Jimmy McGriff,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mark Hollis,
Minnie Riperton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dawn Penn,
Arcadia,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erykah Badu,
June of 44,
Maleditus Sound,
Howard Jones,
Silicon Teens,
Joy Division,
One Last Wish,
Nik Kershaw,
The Grass Roots,
the Germs,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonic Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blake Baxter,
Fat Boys,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Average White Band,
Pylon,
Laurel Aitken,
T. Rex,
Black Moon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Albert Ayler,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.