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 Eritrea and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare 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 Popol Vuh to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Ultravox,
Amon Düül II,
Matthew Bourne,
UT,
Prince Buster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Absolute Body Control,
Minnie Riperton,
The Zeros,
Gichy Dan,
Nirvana,
The Smiths,
Soulsonic Force,
Fugazi,
Danielle Patucci,
Depeche Mode,
The Gun Club,
Moby Grape,
The Move,
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moss Icon,
Basic Channel,
Marmalade,
the Bar-Kays,
Sound Behaviour,
The Evens,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soft Cell,
Maleditus Sound,
Bad Manners,
Tom Boy,
Howard Jones,
Tim Buckley,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Newcleus,
Steve Hackett,
Erykah Badu,
The Remains,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mojo Men,
Curtis Mayfield,
AZ,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Youth Brigade,
Soul II Soul,
New Order,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pagans,
Mantronix,
Joe Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Davy DMX,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Frankie Knuckles,
L. Decosne,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.