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 Tuvalu and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cosmic Jokers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The Red Krayola,
Magazine,
Second Layer,
Siglo XX,
UT,
Bronski Beat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scrapy,
John Cale,
The Smiths,
Joy Division,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Hood,
Barrington Levy,
Section 25,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Shuggie Otis,
The New Christs,
Minny Pops,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mandrill,
Flash Fearless,
Thee Headcoats,
Sarah Menescal,
KRS-One,
the Human League,
In Retrospect,
Laurel Aitken,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quando Quango,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Bananas,
Janne Schatter,
The Mojo Men,
Oneida,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kayak,
Simply Red,
Malaria!,
New Age Steppers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Index,
The Misunderstood,
Max Romeo,
Aswad,
Rekid,
The Trojans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Techniques,
Thompson Twins,
Sonic Youth,
Jacques Brel,
Skriet,
Von Mondo,
Camberwell Now,
Suburban Knight,
Mantronix,
Kenny Larkin,
the Normal,
Royal Trux,
Howard Jones,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.