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 Iraq and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 In Retrospect to the funk 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Durutti Column,
Stiv Bators,
June Days,
Derrick Morgan,
Television,
Grauzone,
Fela Kuti,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soul Sonic Force,
Toni Rubio,
Michelle Simonal,
Spoonie Gee,
Bill Near,
Minutemen,
10cc,
Animal Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soulsonic Force,
DJ Sneak,
Das Ding,
D'Angelo,
Wire,
Idris Muhammad,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Panda Bear,
Zapp,
Henry Cow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nirvana,
Max Romeo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The J.B.'s,
Crash Course in Science,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Swell Maps,
Stockholm Monsters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Von Mondo,
The Index,
Masters at Work,
John Foxx,
These Immortal Souls,
Qualms,
Donald Byrd,
The Cowsills,
Interpol,
The Litter,
Jerry's Kids,
Japan,
Schoolly D,
Grey Daturas,
The Tremeloes,
Camberwell Now,
T. Rex,
Eden Ahbez,
Thompson Twins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pylon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Agitation Free,
JFA,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.