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 San Marino 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sexual Harrassment to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric Dolphy,
Joe Smooth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hasil Adkins,
the Germs,
Skriet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick May,
Sound Behaviour,
Funky Four + One,
Scion,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Hill,
Marmalade,
Morten Harket,
Half Japanese,
Yusef Lateef,
The Buckinghams,
Minny Pops,
Black Moon,
Deadbeat,
Soulsonic Force,
The Skatalites,
New Age Steppers,
The Misunderstood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deepchord,
Boogie Down Productions,
Qualms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unwound,
The Golliwogs,
Roger Hodgson,
Leonard Cohen,
Franke,
Jeff Lynne,
Stereo Dub,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nils Olav,
The Shadows of Knight,
Depeche Mode,
The Cramps,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Warren Ellis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cheater Slicks,
Newcleus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barbara Tucker,
Kaleidoscope,
Buzzcocks,
Peter and Kerry,
Barrington Levy,
The Vogues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.