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 Yemen and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
The Remains,
FM Einheit,
Vladislav Delay,
Bush Tetras,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tom Boy,
Byron Stingily,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slave,
The Beau Brummels,
Parry Music,
The Gladiators,
Albert Ayler,
Sarah Menescal,
KRS-One,
ABC,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Zeros,
Oblivians,
Pantaleimon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ronan,
Cal Tjader,
UT,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Robert Hood,
Simply Red,
The Doors,
Pole,
Bang On A Can,
June Days,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Victims,
Gang Green,
Ponytail,
Aswad,
Average White Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
Shoche,
The Knickerbockers,
The Toasters,
Electric Prunes,
The Residents,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DJ Style,
Anakelly,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Malaria!,
Skriet,
Rekid,
Magazine,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
Pagans,
Brothers Johnson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Depeche Mode,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.