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 Ecuador and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Animal Collective to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Rufus Thomas,
Scion,
Public Enemy,
Lindisfarne,
The Golliwogs,
Harry Pussy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Andrew Hill,
Los Fastidios,
The Misunderstood,
Reagan Youth,
Franke,
Inner City,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pere Ubu,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Animal Collective,
Mantronix,
Visage,
The Doors,
Subhumans,
The Grass Roots,
In Retrospect,
Ten City,
Eddi Front,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
Lucky Dragons,
The Wake,
Cal Tjader,
Pharoah Sanders,
Monks,
John Coltrane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
48th St. Collective,
Mad Mike,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Halsall,
Maleditus Sound,
Easy Going,
Black Sheep,
Pulsallama,
Funkadelic,
Aaron Thompson,
Bootsy Collins,
Fear,
Godley & Creme,
Sällskapet,
kango's stein massive,
Grauzone,
Groovy Waters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amazonics,
Country Teasers,
Fatback Band,
Guru Guru,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.