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 India and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Donny Hathaway to the grime 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Marine Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
Index,
Andrew Hill,
New Order,
Massinfluence,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Suburban Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
The Walker Brothers,
The Count Five,
Junior Murvin,
Ornette Coleman,
The United States of America,
Warsaw,
The Vogues,
Kurtis Blow,
Visage,
Dual Sessions,
KRS-One,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Yazoo,
Derrick Morgan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Spoonie Gee,
Circle Jerks,
Hardrive,
Maleditus Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marvin Gaye,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
June Days,
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Iggy Pop,
Arab on Radar,
Intrusion,
Kayak,
the Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Darondo,
Amazonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cluster,
Radio Birdman,
Bill Near,
The Kinks,
Accadde A,
Alton Ellis,
The Star Department,
Chris & Cosey,
Oneida,
Infiniti,
The Mummies,
Stetsasonic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Metal Thangz,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.