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 Tuvalu and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fad Gadget 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
John Cale,
Tomorrow,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
The Barracudas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
U.S. Maple,
Unrelated Segments,
Oblivians,
Scrapy,
Junior Murvin,
kango's stein massive,
Fat Boys,
Public Enemy,
Q and Not U,
Peter & Gordon,
Television Personalities,
Kayak,
Bluetip,
Heaven 17,
The United States of America,
Lindisfarne,
China Crisis,
Dennis Brown,
Severed Heads,
Graham Central Station,
Gichy Dan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Mills,
The Music Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
Von Mondo,
The Victims,
AZ,
Little Man,
Swell Maps,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Monks,
Ohio Players,
Main Source,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Goldenarms,
Surgeon,
Lou Christie,
Joey Negro,
Blake Baxter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Albert Ayler,
JFA,
MC5,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eli Mardock,
Rekid,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Skaos,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.