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 Ireland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 David Bowie 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the jazz 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Television,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Swans,
Slick Rick,
Pere Ubu,
The Happenings,
Maurizio,
China Crisis,
The Tremeloes,
Roxy Music,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rites of Spring,
Brass Construction,
The Smoke,
The Slits,
Wolf Eyes,
Japan,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Buckinghams,
Shoche,
Simply Red,
Index,
Kerri Chandler,
Connie Case,
The Seeds,
Lakeside,
Camberwell Now,
Todd Terry,
Flipper,
This Heat,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Monochrome Set,
Gabor Szabo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
Pole,
Soul II Soul,
Alison Limerick,
Prince Buster,
Inner City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
La Düsseldorf,
Pharoah Sanders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
The Knickerbockers,
Second Layer,
K-Klass,
Anthony Braxton,
Infiniti,
D'Angelo,
Nico,
Juan Atkins,
Motorama,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.