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 Lithuania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sarah Menescal to the rock 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Janne Schatter,
Piero Umiliani,
ABC,
Henry Cow,
The Evens,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ituana,
Joyce Sims,
The Gladiators,
Aswad,
The Monochrome Set,
The Offenders,
Au Pairs,
Massinfluence,
Nirvana,
Smog,
The Fugs,
Peter & Gordon,
Swell Maps,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rapeman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ludus,
The J.B.'s,
Todd Rundgren,
Glenn Branca,
Avey Tare,
The Vogues,
The Moody Blues,
Rufus Thomas,
James White and The Blacks,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiohead,
Kayak,
The Remains,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Leaves,
Kas Product,
Yaz,
Pagans,
Buzzcocks,
Technova,
Vladislav Delay,
The Birthday Party,
Eric Dolphy,
Chris & Cosey,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Byron Stingily,
Trumans Water,
Index,
Desert Stars,
Bobby Sherman,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.