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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lindisfarne to the dance 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Visage,
Ultra Naté,
X-Ray Spex,
Oneida,
Yaz,
Man Parrish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smoke,
Sun Ra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Altered Images,
Alison Limerick,
Flipper,
Darondo,
Fear,
The Black Dice,
Lalann,
Alton Ellis,
Peter and Kerry,
This Heat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kas Product,
Joe Smooth,
Max Romeo,
Fluxion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q and Not U,
Talk Talk,
Pulsallama,
Dawn Penn,
The Misunderstood,
Skarface,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pussy Galore,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Offenders,
Donald Byrd,
The Velvet Underground,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Au Pairs,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Christie,
Dave Gahan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scott Walker,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
New Order,
Basic Channel,
Minutemen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joey Negro,
Reuben Wilson,
Funky Four + One,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.