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 Manchester.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Derrick May to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Rekid,
Black Bananas,
A Certain Ratio,
Camouflage,
The Offenders,
China Crisis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alphaville,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pulsallama,
Au Pairs,
Visage,
Prince Buster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Average White Band,
Gang of Four,
Pagans,
Bill Near,
Camberwell Now,
Technova,
Sister Nancy,
Man Parrish,
The Searchers,
Johnny Clarke,
Porter Ricks,
The Smoke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Alarm Clocks,
Faust,
Erasure,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Sheep,
Monolake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ohio Players,
Kas Product,
Robert Wyatt,
Dual Sessions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Newcleus,
Dawn Penn,
Saccharine Trust,
D'Angelo,
The Velvet Underground,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cramps,
Avey Tare,
Radiopuhelimet,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.