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 Estonia and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Trumans Water to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Howard Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Traffic Nightmare,
Robert Hood,
Magazine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marmalade,
Sam Rivers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Shuggie Otis,
Joe Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Judy Mowatt,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fall,
kango's stein massive,
Ossler,
Nico,
The Index,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thee Headcoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Procol Harum,
Urselle,
The Offenders,
Rotary Connection,
Lyres,
Maleditus Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nation of Ulysses,
Basic Channel,
JFA,
Pere Ubu,
The Mojo Men,
The Modern Lovers,
Trumans Water,
Charles Mingus,
Lalann,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jeff Mills,
Black Bananas,
David Bowie,
Nas,
Boredoms,
China Crisis,
Susan Cadogan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kas Product,
Khruangbin,
Mad Mike,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pet Shop Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Von Mondo,
Scientists,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.