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 Czech Republic and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 June Days to the jazz 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
The Modern Lovers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Erasure,
Nico,
Neil Young,
Tomorrow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Velvet Underground,
David Bowie,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Ituana,
Glenn Branca,
Vainqueur,
Bad Manners,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Alice Coltrane,
The Monochrome Set,
John Foxx,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boz Scaggs,
New Order,
Deadbeat,
Eric Dolphy,
Tommy Roe,
the Normal,
Mars,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Names,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Danielle Patucci,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Moon,
Godley & Creme,
Delta 5,
Anakelly,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Ponytail,
U.S. Maple,
Deepchord,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pantaleimon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Saccharine Trust,
Liliput,
Index,
La Düsseldorf,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cymande,
Lyres,
The Young Rascals,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faraquet,
B.T. Express,
Schoolly D,
Jacques Brel,
The Motions,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.