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 Sudan and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soulsonic Force to the techno 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Fatback Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Buzzcocks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Sheep,
Moebius,
Janne Schatter,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Christie,
Sunsets and Hearts,
MC5,
Harmonia,
The Kinks,
Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
Henry Cow,
kango's stein massive,
Joe Finger,
Reagan Youth,
Von Mondo,
Gang of Four,
Magma,
ABC,
Rakim,
Dual Sessions,
Black Pus,
Rites of Spring,
Sound Behaviour,
Howard Jones,
Groovy Waters,
K-Klass,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amon Düül,
Siglo XX,
Unrelated Segments,
Goldenarms,
The Golliwogs,
Bob Dylan,
Whodini,
John Lydon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Organ,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
Idris Muhammad,
Faraquet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Au Pairs,
Kayak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
T.S.O.L.,
D'Angelo,
the Bar-Kays,
Rosa Yemen,
The Residents,
Cal Tjader,
Symarip,
New Age Steppers,
Aaron Thompson,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.