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 Algeria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 L. Decosne to the disco 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman 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?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fear,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dave Gahan,
Lucky Dragons,
Mars,
Agitation Free,
The Residents,
Ohio Players,
The Techniques,
The Fall,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Selecter,
Anthony Braxton,
K-Klass,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soft Cell,
Marc Almond,
Black Moon,
John Holt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Liliput,
Angry Samoans,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nik Kershaw,
L. Decosne,
Jeff Mills,
Con Funk Shun,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blossom Toes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mantronix,
Gabor Szabo,
The Remains,
Bill Near,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bronski Beat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ponytail,
Bill Wells,
The Vogues,
Wasted Youth,
Funky Four + One,
ABBA,
Public Image Ltd.,
Adolescents,
Lyres,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Colin Newman,
Sparks,
Alison Limerick,
Donny Hathaway,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Five Americans,
Aaron Thompson,
Dual Sessions,
Maleditus Sound,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.