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 St Lucia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Joy Division to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Matthew Bourne,
Vainqueur,
Cybotron,
Tommy Roe,
Delta 5,
Drexciya,
Sonic Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Ralphi Rosario,
Khruangbin,
Underground Resistance,
Dennis Brown,
Camouflage,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fear,
The Moody Blues,
Marc Almond,
Sonny Sharrock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Davy DMX,
Bizarre Inc.,
OOIOO,
Faust,
Altered Images,
Jacob Miller,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Blancmange,
48th St. Collective,
Slave,
Nas,
Kerri Chandler,
Easy Going,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
Bobby Sherman,
Radio Birdman,
The Music Machine,
Fugazi,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Average White Band,
The Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Section 25,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Intrusion,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Saccharine Trust,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yazoo,
Tears for Fears,
the Swans,
Deadbeat,
Reuben Wilson,
Depeche Mode,
Television Personalities,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.