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 Manila.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
These Immortal Souls,
Soft Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Joey Negro,
World's Most,
The Associates,
Animal Collective,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soulsonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rakim,
Radiohead,
Marine Girls,
D'Angelo,
Kayak,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Surgeon,
Funky Four + One,
Bang On A Can,
Jesper Dahlback,
Parry Music,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Shoche,
The Young Rascals,
Black Pus,
Visage,
Don Cherry,
Bush Tetras,
Khruangbin,
Talk Talk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cybotron,
T. Rex,
Aswad,
Slave,
John Cale,
Inner City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harpers Bizarre,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Sherman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stiv Bators,
The Seeds,
Eddi Front,
Skarface,
Model 500,
John Holt,
Ralphi Rosario,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
X-102,
Procol Harum,
Hardrive,
Essential Logic,
Lower 48,
Depeche Mode,
Darondo,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.