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 Saudi Arabia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lagos.
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 theremin 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 Godley & Creme to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Main Source,
Nils Olav,
Tommy Roe,
Supertramp,
Colin Newman,
Porter Ricks,
Tim Buckley,
The Cowsills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultravox,
E-Dancer,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soft Cell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Smooth,
kango's stein massive,
Faraquet,
LL Cool J,
Cecil Taylor,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terry Callier,
Wire,
Zapp,
Groovy Waters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Wells,
Mad Mike,
Stetsasonic,
Maurizio,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nirvana,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wings,
Eli Mardock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joey Negro,
Tom Boy,
Dual Sessions,
The Remains,
Todd Terry,
Gichy Dan,
La Düsseldorf,
Saccharine Trust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Suburban Knight,
Rekid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Babytalk,
Fluxion,
Dead Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stereo Dub,
The Saints,
Alice Coltrane,
Unwound,
Smog,
Chris & Cosey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fatback Band,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.