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 Tuvalu and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 Roxette to the disco 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 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?
The Searchers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pantytec,
The Busters,
The Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare,
Arab on Radar,
Cybotron,
Gabor Szabo,
The Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Camouflage,
D'Angelo,
The Moody Blues,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
Neil Young,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nation of Ulysses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lower 48,
Bauhaus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dual Sessions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Toasters,
Pylon,
Anthony Braxton,
Quadrant,
Darondo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
Barrington Levy,
Jacques Brel,
L. Decosne,
Crooked Eye,
Man Parrish,
MDC,
The Pop Group,
Nico,
Lyres,
These Immortal Souls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sixth Finger,
Altered Images,
Lalann,
R.M.O.,
The Fugs,
Sällskapet,
Public Enemy,
Alison Limerick,
The Detroit Cobras,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.