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 Namibia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Crispy Ambulance to the techno 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra 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?
Albert Ayler,
Kayak,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lucky Dragons,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Swans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Accadde A,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scientists,
Ronan,
Lindisfarne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Banda Bassotti,
Sam Rivers,
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Shuggie Otis,
Carl Craig,
Al Stewart,
Lyres,
Yaz,
China Crisis,
Godley & Creme,
The Invisible,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Theoretical Girls,
Essential Logic,
John Cale,
The Grass Roots,
Brass Construction,
The Misunderstood,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Sheep,
Crooked Eye,
Scion,
Wire,
The Stooges,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Harmonia,
Archie Shepp,
Ultravox,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rufus Thomas,
Quando Quango,
Matthew Bourne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fatback Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Maleditus Sound,
Oneida,
Graham Central Station,
T. Rex,
Electric Prunes,
Section 25,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.