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 Kuwait and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 China Crisis to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bush Tetras,
Ohio Players,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Birthday Party,
Althea and Donna,
Livin' Joy,
Sugar Minott,
X-101,
Aaron Thompson,
The Slits,
Tomorrow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barry Ungar,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Zero Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Letta Mbulu,
Jacques Brel,
the Slits,
Black Sheep,
X-Ray Spex,
Pharoah Sanders,
Chrome,
Fluxion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The New Christs,
Roger Hodgson,
Ornette Coleman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Pus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Popol Vuh,
Colin Newman,
Erasure,
Pole,
The Dirtbombs,
Danielle Patucci,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aswad,
Michelle Simonal,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Young Rascals,
Fad Gadget,
Stereo Dub,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
LL Cool J,
Japan,
Vladislav Delay,
Davy DMX,
The Walker Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Starr,
Thee Headcoats,
Swell Maps,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.