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 Australia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 China Crisis to the disco 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Sandy B,
Scratch Acid,
Skaos,
Junior Murvin,
Fluxion,
Whodini,
Boz Scaggs,
Stereo Dub,
Flash Fearless,
Aloha Tigers,
kango's stein massive,
The Last Poets,
Kerrie Biddell,
Toni Rubio,
Half Japanese,
Sonny Sharrock,
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Beau Brummels,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Smiths,
Laurel Aitken,
Barry Ungar,
Absolute Body Control,
Kaleidoscope,
Stetsasonic,
Fatback Band,
Sun City Girls,
The Raincoats,
Babytalk,
Buzzcocks,
Icehouse,
Jesper Dahlback,
Erasure,
Funky Four + One,
Mission of Burma,
The Monks,
David Bowie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Standells,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dark Day,
Spandau Ballet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gap Band,
Adolescents,
Negative Approach,
Subhumans,
Faust,
Eli Mardock,
Sparks,
Ken Boothe,
Neu!,
Godley & Creme,
Excepter,
Sällskapet,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.