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 Japan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb 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 Associates to the rap 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bluetip,
Simply Red,
Reuben Wilson,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Halsall,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grauzone,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang Starr,
Rekid,
Wally Richardson,
Gang of Four,
Gregory Isaacs,
Iggy Pop,
The Motions,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Aloha Tigers,
the Soft Cell,
The Techniques,
The Smiths,
Lalann,
Rod Modell,
Television,
James White and The Blacks,
Khruangbin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Albert Ayler,
The Last Poets,
Man Eating Sloth,
Audionom,
LL Cool J,
The United States of America,
The Count Five,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Slits,
Magazine,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kas Product,
Andrew Hill,
Jawbox,
Yazoo,
The Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
Sister Nancy,
Sun Ra,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.