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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Royal Trux,
The Monochrome Set,
Sällskapet,
Von Mondo,
Swell Maps,
Scrapy,
Babytalk,
Tubeway Army,
Surgeon,
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
Soft Machine,
Robert Hood,
Freddie Wadling,
Erasure,
Rekid,
Jandek,
Roxy Music,
the Germs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Quantec,
Jeff Lynne,
Intrusion,
Visage,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Television,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Normal,
Dennis Brown,
Livin' Joy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rites of Spring,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sexual Harrassment,
Carl Craig,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Connie Case,
June of 44,
James White and The Blacks,
Outsiders,
the Human League,
Swans,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Toni Rubio,
Circle Jerks,
Pole,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Raincoats,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wings,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.