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 Singapore and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kool Moe Dee to the dance 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Agitation Free,
The Neon Judgement,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dark Day,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cramps,
David McCallum,
One Last Wish,
The Gories,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Spoonie Gee,
The Golliwogs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cymande,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Harry Pussy,
Nick Fraelich,
KRS-One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chrome,
Ronan,
Sister Nancy,
Cal Tjader,
Clear Light,
Little Man,
Ultravox,
Funky Four + One,
Hardrive,
Bang On A Can,
PIL,
Bluetip,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Doors,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ronnie Foster,
MDC,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Angry Samoans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Metal Thangz,
Chris & Cosey,
Sällskapet,
The Sound,
Monks,
Alton Ellis,
Eddi Front,
These Immortal Souls,
Pagans,
The Kinks,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Joe Smooth,
Flash Fearless,
The Smiths,
R.M.O.,
John Lydon,
The Blackbyrds,
The Monochrome Set,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.