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 Mauritania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Grauzone to the jazz 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lungfish,
Jacob Miller,
The Music Machine,
The Black Dice,
Rotary Connection,
Scientists,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Human League,
Kas Product,
Radiopuhelimet,
JFA,
Brick,
Khruangbin,
Ultravox,
Nick Fraelich,
Crooked Eye,
Yazoo,
Donald Byrd,
Suicide,
Crispy Ambulance,
Boz Scaggs,
Pagans,
The Techniques,
DJ Style,
Blancmange,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dave Gahan,
Blossom Toes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
Alphaville,
Goldenarms,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Buckinghams,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camouflage,
Symarip,
Liliput,
The Wake,
The Zeros,
Dead Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Idris Muhammad,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Terry,
Yellowson,
Niagra,
Maurizio,
Agent Orange,
Pulsallama,
Alton Ellis,
Magma,
Bad Manners,
Black Flag,
Avey Tare,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Monochrome Set,
The Mojo Men,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.