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 Egypt and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Happenings to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
AZ,
The Shadows of Knight,
Excepter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mandrill,
Fad Gadget,
Moby Grape,
The Smoke,
Kerri Chandler,
Patti Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Lindisfarne,
Cecil Taylor,
Circle Jerks,
Negative Approach,
Jimmy McGriff,
Drexciya,
Deepchord,
Sugar Minott,
The Moleskins,
Tropical Tobacco,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rites of Spring,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scan 7,
Crash Course in Science,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Alton Ellis,
Rufus Thomas,
Bill Near,
Procol Harum,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Magazine,
Monolake,
Marmalade,
Sixth Finger,
H. Thieme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Beau Brummels,
Underground Resistance,
the Fania All-Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Raincoats,
Quadrant,
The Zeros,
Eric Copeland,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crooked Eye,
Prince Buster,
Matthew Bourne,
Bronski Beat,
The Gladiators,
The Monochrome Set,
The Blues Magoos,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ten City,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.