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 Sweden and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jacques Brel 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
The Sound,
Supertramp,
10cc,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dave Gahan,
Excepter,
The Doors,
Letta Mbulu,
Mr. Review,
The Divine Comedy,
a-ha,
Vladislav Delay,
Swell Maps,
the Swans,
Nils Olav,
Warsaw,
Black Pus,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Davy DMX,
The Smiths,
Johnny Clarke,
Saccharine Trust,
Mantronix,
Loose Ends,
The Walker Brothers,
Malaria!,
Kurtis Blow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fad Gadget,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Christie,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kas Product,
Livin' Joy,
The Blues Magoos,
Y Pants,
Blancmange,
The Invisible,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
The Selecter,
Animal Collective,
Bob Dylan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rufus Thomas,
Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
The Gladiators,
The Slackers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nas,
8 Eyed Spy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Carl Craig,
Basic Channel,
Michelle Simonal,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Simply Red,
Graham Central Station,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.