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 Gambia and from Madrid.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Soul II Soul,
Pere Ubu,
DNA,
Girls At Our Best!,
Darondo,
Deepchord,
Soft Machine,
Visage,
Scrapy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Axelrod,
Sixth Finger,
Organ,
Yazoo,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash,
Porter Ricks,
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
The Young Rascals,
Goldenarms,
D'Angelo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boredoms,
Sun City Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Skriet,
The Moody Blues,
Frankie Knuckles,
Althea and Donna,
Alphaville,
Moss Icon,
Black Bananas,
Oneida,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Cramps,
the Association,
The Five Americans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonny Sharrock,
Henry Cow,
Junior Murvin,
Eric Dolphy,
Erykah Badu,
Adolescents,
the Bar-Kays,
Man Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fall,
The Count Five,
Cameo,
Clear Light,
Mad Mike,
Pantaleimon,
Roy Ayers,
Magazine,
Second Layer,
The Kinks,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.