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 Qatar and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Marvin Gaye to the electroclash 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Joe Finger,
Whodini,
Silicon Teens,
Freddie Wadling,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
AZ,
Rakim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bill Wells,
Letta Mbulu,
The Pretty Things,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama,
Lou Christie,
Isaac Hayes,
Shuggie Otis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Janne Schatter,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Birthday Party,
Angry Samoans,
Subhumans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
a-ha,
Roxette,
Siglo XX,
48th St. Collective,
The Fuzztones,
Soul II Soul,
Qualms,
Joyce Sims,
Deepchord,
Von Mondo,
The Cramps,
Underground Resistance,
Ronnie Foster,
Dead Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Amon Düül,
F. McDonald,
Joensuu 1685,
The Happenings,
Peter & Gordon,
Gong,
Ituana,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultravox,
Funkadelic,
The Slits,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ronan,
Absolute Body Control,
Arab on Radar,
Stereo Dub,
Lucky Dragons,
Aaron Thompson,
Camberwell Now,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.