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 Peru and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Yaz 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Vainqueur,
Susan Cadogan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cameo,
Fear,
The Martian,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris & Cosey,
Aural Exciters,
FM Einheit,
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moleskins,
Robert Görl,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Idris Muhammad,
Matthew Bourne,
Royal Trux,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Young Marble Giants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sarah Menescal,
Flipper,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sound Behaviour,
Archie Shepp,
Half Japanese,
Gabor Szabo,
Talk Talk,
Mars,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Motions,
Sight & Sound,
The Black Dice,
The Offenders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Reed,
Joe Smooth,
Soulsonic Force,
Fluxion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jacques Brel,
Animal Collective,
Althea and Donna,
Deepchord,
Ornette Coleman,
Scientists,
JFA,
Kurtis Blow,
Steve Hackett,
Tears for Fears,
Pussy Galore,
Sugar Minott,
Wolf Eyes,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.