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 Lebanon and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Von Mondo,
LL Cool J,
Scan 7,
Harmonia,
Severed Heads,
DJ Style,
ABC,
Danielle Patucci,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crime,
Fluxion,
New Order,
Bang On A Can,
Bauhaus,
This Heat,
Monolake,
Supertramp,
Audionom,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Essential Logic,
Yaz,
Vainqueur,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bad Manners,
The Kinks,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gories,
Gang of Four,
The Alarm Clocks,
Siglo XX,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Schoolly D,
New York Dolls,
Hot Snakes,
Grauzone,
The Electric Prunes,
Aaron Thompson,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doors,
Rosa Yemen,
Rakim,
Mission of Burma,
Moss Icon,
The Raincoats,
Oblivians,
Silicon Teens,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cymande,
Rekid,
Unwound,
The Grass Roots,
Zapp,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
The Sonics,
AZ,
Intrusion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Human League,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.