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 United Kingdom and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 The Slits to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantaleimon,
The Gap Band,
The Star Department,
The Gladiators,
The Alarm Clocks,
Das Ding,
Dawn Penn,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Association,
Ronan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Wyatt,
Skriet,
10cc,
Fela Kuti,
Peter & Gordon,
Oneida,
Scan 7,
Henry Cow,
John Cale,
A Certain Ratio,
Chris Corsano,
Suicide,
Panda Bear,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gories,
The United States of America,
Black Pus,
The Divine Comedy,
Erasure,
Aswad,
Wasted Youth,
The Skatalites,
Average White Band,
The Remains,
Groovy Waters,
The Fall,
cv313,
Supertramp,
Cal Tjader,
Kas Product,
Man Parrish,
Peter and Kerry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Q and Not U,
Ituana,
Barry Ungar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wire,
The Neon Judgement,
Reagan Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tim Buckley,
Model 500,
Procol Harum,
Aural Exciters,
Public Enemy,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.