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 Luxembourg and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Trumans Water to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Pus,
Bobby Byrd,
JFA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Delta 5,
Inner City,
Saccharine Trust,
Mantronix,
Alison Limerick,
Piero Umiliani,
Adolescents,
Scion,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barrington Levy,
Ten City,
Crispian St. Peters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
Metal Thangz,
The Toasters,
Ultra Naté,
Roxy Music,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Kinks,
Peter & Gordon,
Roy Ayers,
Los Fastidios,
Erykah Badu,
The Seeds,
Slave,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stereo Dub,
The Red Krayola,
Silicon Teens,
Barry Ungar,
Susan Cadogan,
Carl Craig,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
Funky Four + One,
Monks,
Nas,
Young Marble Giants,
Quantec,
Ronan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Section 25,
Tears for Fears,
Liliput,
Vladislav Delay,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agitation Free,
MC5,
Nick Fraelich,
Japan,
Althea and Donna,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.