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 Ireland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
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 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 La Düsseldorf to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tomorrow,
Funky Four + One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lindisfarne,
Fad Gadget,
Make Up,
Yusef Lateef,
Mad Mike,
Schoolly D,
Aaron Thompson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Trumans Water,
The Flesh Eaters,
Todd Terry,
the Bar-Kays,
Bizarre Inc.,
Don Cherry,
UT,
JFA,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wally Richardson,
Main Source,
Skaos,
Steve Hackett,
Spandau Ballet,
Andrew Hill,
Section 25,
The J.B.'s,
Amon Düül II,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bill Near,
E-Dancer,
Chris & Cosey,
Dark Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Symarip,
Barry Ungar,
Barbara Tucker,
The American Breed,
Chris Corsano,
Visage,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Evens,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Animal Collective,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skriet,
Outsiders,
T.S.O.L.,
Moby Grape,
Angry Samoans,
Slave,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.