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 Bangladesh and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deepchord to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tom Boy,
Spandau Ballet,
Oblivians,
Das Ding,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
T.S.O.L.,
Grauzone,
The Searchers,
Rod Modell,
Sarah Menescal,
This Heat,
Thompson Twins,
The Cure,
Boogie Down Productions,
Big Daddy Kane,
Half Japanese,
Slave,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Make Up,
Quantec,
The Dave Clark Five,
Drexciya,
Dual Sessions,
the Association,
The Associates,
John Holt,
Don Cherry,
Flipper,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cameo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Green,
Whodini,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Wells,
Rosa Yemen,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Red Krayola,
Albert Ayler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABC,
Marine Girls,
The Fortunes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nas,
Lou Reed,
The Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Section 25,
New Order,
Liliput,
China Crisis,
The Busters,
Rhythm & Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Infiniti,
H. Thieme,
Von Mondo,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.