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 Pakistan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Matthew Bourne to the rock 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Moebius 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Marine Girls,
One Last Wish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Magma,
Half Japanese,
Sandy B,
Groovy Waters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Erasure,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
World's Most,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pet Shop Boys,
DJ Style,
Deadbeat,
Erykah Badu,
Smog,
John Coltrane,
Chrome,
The Standells,
Trumans Water,
Skarface,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Rundgren,
Section 25,
the Germs,
Warsaw,
Pierre Henry,
Nico,
Skriet,
Loose Ends,
The Cure,
L. Decosne,
Eve St. Jones,
Jeff Mills,
Royal Trux,
The Zeros,
Icehouse,
ABBA,
June of 44,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wally Richardson,
Scratch Acid,
Blossom Toes,
Deepchord,
Thee Headcoats,
Lower 48,
Jeru the Damaja,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Vogues,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gabor Szabo,
Lakeside,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Starr,
Mad Mike,
The Divine Comedy,
Lucky Dragons,
Stiv Bators,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.