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 East Timor and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ituana to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Black Dice,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Spoonie Gee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
ABC,
Gabor Szabo,
Magazine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Cybotron,
The Fire Engines,
The Tremeloes,
Kurtis Blow,
Interpol,
The Human League,
The Evens,
Reagan Youth,
Organ,
Zero Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rakim,
Jandek,
Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Spandau Ballet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warsaw,
Lakeside,
the Swans,
Gang Green,
Kevin Saunderson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Infiniti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Velvet Underground,
The J.B.'s,
Aural Exciters,
Pagans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Standells,
The Buckinghams,
Youth Brigade,
Sonic Youth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rekid,
Ituana,
Easy Going,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camberwell Now,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crispy Ambulance,
Amon Düül II,
Charles Mingus,
Dawn Penn,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.