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 Mauritius and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Gladiators to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Idris Muhammad,
Scion,
The United States of America,
Warsaw,
The Vogues,
Letta Mbulu,
Saccharine Trust,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marvin Gaye,
Unrelated Segments,
Girls At Our Best!,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gladiators,
10cc,
Sixth Finger,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Germs,
Outsiders,
Y Pants,
Popol Vuh,
Sex Pistols,
Amon Düül II,
Mo-Dettes,
Marc Almond,
Joey Negro,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Graham Central Station,
Minor Threat,
Sällskapet,
The Cure,
Lou Christie,
Cluster,
Minutemen,
The Young Rascals,
Shoche,
Hardrive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eve St. Jones,
Roxette,
The Toasters,
Bobby Sherman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pere Ubu,
Black Bananas,
FM Einheit,
Royal Trux,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Evens,
Eden Ahbez,
Thompson Twins,
Brothers Johnson,
Peter and Kerry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wings,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rotary Connection,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.