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 Egypt and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Soft Cell to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hoover,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jawbox,
The Pop Group,
Organ,
Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Eli Mardock,
Wire,
Eric Copeland,
Crash Course in Science,
New Order,
Cal Tjader,
Radio Birdman,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wasted Youth,
Idris Muhammad,
Ornette Coleman,
The J.B.'s,
Saccharine Trust,
Ponytail,
Groovy Waters,
Q65,
Brass Construction,
Skriet,
The Durutti Column,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nico,
Kurtis Blow,
Josef K,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Juan Atkins,
Chris Corsano,
Black Sheep,
Reuben Wilson,
Amazonics,
Fela Kuti,
The Gun Club,
Bill Near,
Black Pus,
Masters at Work,
Carl Craig,
Swans,
The Gladiators,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lakeside,
Ituana,
Jeff Mills,
The Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Sonic Youth,
Brand Nubian,
Rakim,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gichy Dan,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Electric Prunes,
PIL,
Andrew Hill,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.