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 Israel and from Halifax.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Maleditus Sound to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-102,
Warsaw,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
ABBA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sonics,
Alton Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultimate Spinach,
Saccharine Trust,
Reagan Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
Dave Gahan,
Symarip,
Alison Limerick,
T. Rex,
Spoonie Gee,
Sex Pistols,
Althea and Donna,
Slick Rick,
Peter & Gordon,
Magazine,
Fela Kuti,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rotary Connection,
The Moody Blues,
Sister Nancy,
PIL,
Derrick Morgan,
Crooked Eye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Average White Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rosa Yemen,
Stereo Dub,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Prince Buster,
Arab on Radar,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Misunderstood,
The Neon Judgement,
Tommy Roe,
Wings,
Newcleus,
L. Decosne,
The Last Poets,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
Neil Young,
Roger Hodgson,
The Residents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Donald Byrd,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.