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 Malta and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin 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 The Names to the techno 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Laurel Aitken,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Sherman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy Collins,
Eli Mardock,
Kerri Chandler,
Faraquet,
Radiohead,
Procol Harum,
Colin Newman,
Pantaleimon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Shoche,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pantytec,
New York Dolls,
DJ Sneak,
The Slits,
Brand Nubian,
Ossler,
Althea and Donna,
Howard Jones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers,
Mission of Burma,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Names,
Tears for Fears,
Boredoms,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultra Naté,
Gang of Four,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barrington Levy,
Inner City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harmonia,
Marvin Gaye,
The Leaves,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Whodini,
Sarah Menescal,
Liliput,
Archie Shepp,
Guru Guru,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
MDC,
Bobby Byrd,
Silicon Teens,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.