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 Madagascar and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Lyres to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
X-101,
Cluster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Davy DMX,
The Red Krayola,
Chrome,
Traffic Nightmare,
Johnny Clarke,
Zapp,
Black Moon,
Black Sheep,
Moss Icon,
Danielle Patucci,
Man Eating Sloth,
Niagra,
Anthony Braxton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cameo,
The Associates,
The Doors,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
The Grass Roots,
The Wake,
Sun City Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
R.M.O.,
Soulsonic Force,
FM Einheit,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wally Richardson,
Dead Boys,
Desert Stars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Monolake,
The Velvet Underground,
Eden Ahbez,
The Selecter,
John Lydon,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aloha Tigers,
Crash Course in Science,
Pierre Henry,
Maleditus Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Shoche,
Second Layer,
Saccharine Trust,
Los Fastidios,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stetsasonic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
KRS-One,
Judy Mowatt,
Letta Mbulu,
Swans,
Fluxion,
Aaron Thompson,
Au Pairs,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.