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 Kenya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 The Pop Group to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
The Fuzztones,
Section 25,
Schoolly D,
Kenny Larkin,
Warren Ellis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blake Baxter,
The Gories,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Real Kids,
Scott Walker,
Television,
Janne Schatter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Maurizio,
Carl Craig,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Drexciya,
The Angels of Light,
Ituana,
Monolake,
New Age Steppers,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marvin Gaye,
Lalann,
Alice Coltrane,
Ten City,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blues Magoos,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
Tim Buckley,
Rufus Thomas,
The American Breed,
Roy Ayers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Letta Mbulu,
Neu!,
Marcia Griffiths,
UT,
Mad Mike,
Laurel Aitken,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blossom Toes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Q and Not U,
Barbara Tucker,
Au Pairs,
Iggy Pop,
Morten Harket,
CMW,
Deepchord,
Jerry's Kids,
E-Dancer,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.