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 Macedonia and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soul II Soul to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Lindisfarne,
Cybotron,
Aaron Thompson,
Kenny Larkin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Max Romeo,
Electric Prunes,
Nico,
The Sonics,
Goldenarms,
Intrusion,
Faraquet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mission of Burma,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
John Foxx,
Excepter,
Technova,
Skaos,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tears for Fears,
R.M.O.,
Absolute Body Control,
Wire,
Delon & Dalcan,
Don Cherry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cure,
China Crisis,
Rosa Yemen,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fire Engines,
Niagra,
The Cramps,
T.S.O.L.,
Basic Channel,
Graham Central Station,
The Neon Judgement,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Monolake,
EPMD,
The Victims,
Newcleus,
The Slackers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Connie Case,
The Smiths,
K-Klass,
Trumans Water,
Robert Görl,
Desert Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Maurizio,
Rotary Connection,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.