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 Jordan and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 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 Schoolly D to the dance 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q65,
Lower 48,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Order,
Fear,
The Vogues,
Neu!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blancmange,
Talk Talk,
Dorothy Ashby,
Steve Hackett,
The Red Krayola,
China Crisis,
The Fire Engines,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Harmonia,
Scrapy,
OOIOO,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Bananas,
Mark Hollis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Symarip,
Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed,
Fela Kuti,
Barbara Tucker,
Essential Logic,
Kas Product,
Neil Young,
Main Source,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kurtis Blow,
Ponytail,
Derrick May,
The Gories,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
Organ,
The Doors,
Interpol,
Charles Mingus,
UT,
The Birthday Party,
The Toasters,
Glambeats Corp.,
June of 44,
The Golliwogs,
Sex Pistols,
Soft Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kool Moe Dee,
Youth Brigade,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.