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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ronan to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Public Enemy,
Babytalk,
Marshall Jefferson,
Depeche Mode,
Throbbing Gristle,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ossler,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Frankie Knuckles,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Moon,
Skaos,
Avey Tare,
Wings,
Crime,
The Monks,
B.T. Express,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
Gabor Szabo,
Bluetip,
Parry Music,
Au Pairs,
Theoretical Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Dirtbombs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moby Grape,
Soulsonic Force,
The Real Kids,
The Young Rascals,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scratch Acid,
Derrick May,
Maleditus Sound,
Smog,
Siglo XX,
The Selecter,
PIL,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Average White Band,
In Retrospect,
The Knickerbockers,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter and Kerry,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Christie,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sixth Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doors,
Kayak,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.