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 Chile and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ 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 Lyres to the funk 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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Animal Collective,
Television,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wally Richardson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
Judy Mowatt,
Subhumans,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Electric Prunes,
Kas Product,
These Immortal Souls,
JFA,
June Days,
Rosa Yemen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scratch Acid,
Intrusion,
Basic Channel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The United States of America,
The New Christs,
Television Personalities,
The Smiths,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris & Cosey,
Sexual Harrassment,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Graham Central Station,
Iggy Pop,
Bill Wells,
Rufus Thomas,
Pierre Henry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sällskapet,
The Moody Blues,
Minny Pops,
Carl Craig,
Little Man,
Flash Fearless,
Curtis Mayfield,
Unwound,
Oblivians,
Joyce Sims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Donald Byrd,
Albert Ayler,
Loose Ends,
Technova,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fela Kuti,
Quando Quango,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.