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 Grenada and from Houston.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Connie Case to the techno 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Lower 48,
Gerry Rafferty,
Aswad,
Skriet,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Green,
Vainqueur,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brass Construction,
The Five Americans,
Neu!,
The Divine Comedy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kurtis Blow,
The Saints,
The Tremeloes,
Joy Division,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Guru Guru,
Janne Schatter,
The Techniques,
Depeche Mode,
Khruangbin,
Tears for Fears,
The Pretty Things,
Scan 7,
Icehouse,
Section 25,
Severed Heads,
Yazoo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Morten Harket,
Stetsasonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fear,
Eurythmics,
The Count Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Moebius,
Ludus,
Prince Buster,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cowsills,
Average White Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bobby Byrd,
Flash Fearless,
Reuben Wilson,
The Smoke,
Thee Headcoats,
Bill Wells,
Amon Düül,
DJ Style,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Moon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Bourne,
Brand Nubian,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.