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 Tuvalu and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
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 sitar 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 Cecil Taylor to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Livin' Joy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ronan,
Dark Day,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Circle Jerks,
Agent Orange,
Magazine,
Surgeon,
Pussy Galore,
Black Bananas,
Blossom Toes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Section 25,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Halsall,
Eli Mardock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Scion,
Amon Düül II,
Pulsallama,
Michelle Simonal,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mojo Men,
David Bowie,
Dawn Penn,
D'Angelo,
Mark Hollis,
Quantec,
Sam Rivers,
The Walker Brothers,
Model 500,
Shuggie Otis,
Yellowson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-Ray Spex,
Lalann,
Traffic Nightmare,
Alphaville,
Spoonie Gee,
Ponytail,
Agitation Free,
The Count Five,
T. Rex,
Qualms,
Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
The Barracudas,
Rekid,
The Birthday Party,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.