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 Macedonia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 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 Alison Limerick to the funk 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Byrd,
Flipper,
Thompson Twins,
Ken Boothe,
John Foxx,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slackers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
U.S. Maple,
The Modern Lovers,
Slave,
Quadrant,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sarah Menescal,
Janne Schatter,
Barry Ungar,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erasure,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Absolute Body Control,
D'Angelo,
Clear Light,
Massinfluence,
The American Breed,
Vladislav Delay,
Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Scientists,
Maurizio,
Parry Music,
Piero Umiliani,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donny Hathaway,
Los Fastidios,
Kool Moe Dee,
DNA,
Masters at Work,
The Leaves,
Connie Case,
Warsaw,
E-Dancer,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scrapy,
Talk Talk,
Man Parrish,
Todd Terry,
Gichy Dan,
New Order,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.