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 Slovenia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Chris & Cosey to the grime 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Absolute Body Control,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Bananas,
Davy DMX,
Pagans,
Technova,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Reuben Wilson,
Shoche,
The Index,
Erykah Badu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Moon,
Soft Cell,
Whodini,
The Divine Comedy,
Hashim,
Minnie Riperton,
Max Romeo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mark Hollis,
Ornette Coleman,
In Retrospect,
Erasure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nick Fraelich,
The New Christs,
The Toasters,
Echospace,
D'Angelo,
The Raincoats,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxy Music,
The Alarm Clocks,
Con Funk Shun,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skarface,
Yusef Lateef,
Alton Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
PIL,
Kool Moe Dee,
Don Cherry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nas,
The Evens,
Mr. Review,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sound Behaviour,
Albert Ayler,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.