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 Togo and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Searchers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cowsills,
Gong,
Pagans,
K-Klass,
Leonard Cohen,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Don Cherry,
Janne Schatter,
The Invisible,
Gang Gang Dance,
CMW,
AZ,
The Litter,
Dave Gahan,
The Birthday Party,
Livin' Joy,
Nation of Ulysses,
New York Dolls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
Brothers Johnson,
Khruangbin,
Terry Callier,
T.S.O.L.,
Agitation Free,
Dennis Brown,
The American Breed,
Q and Not U,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool Moe Dee,
DJ Style,
Wire,
Jeff Lynne,
Judy Mowatt,
Hot Snakes,
John Foxx,
Tubeway Army,
Yellowson,
Spandau Ballet,
Tommy Roe,
Black Flag,
Little Man,
X-102,
Harmonia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
This Heat,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Carl Craig,
Youth Brigade,
Throbbing Gristle,
Adolescents,
Marmalade,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Freddie Wadling,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Masters at Work,
The Black Dice,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.