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 Fiji and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 ABC 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 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?
Lower 48,
Eric Dolphy,
Flamin' Groovies,
U.S. Maple,
Deepchord,
Albert Ayler,
Wasted Youth,
Gang Starr,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cameo,
Tubeway Army,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
Radiohead,
Suicide,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yusef Lateef,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Smooth,
Nils Olav,
Soft Cell,
James White and The Blacks,
Kayak,
Essential Logic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Babytalk,
Hardrive,
Pylon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Newcleus,
Joey Negro,
Moebius,
Lightning Bolt,
Skarface,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Birthday Party,
Sonic Youth,
Goldenarms,
Fear,
Audionom,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
CMW,
ABC,
Vladislav Delay,
Au Pairs,
Average White Band,
Thompson Twins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Technova,
Throbbing Gristle,
Y Pants,
Crooked Eye,
Eddi Front,
The Litter,
Interpol,
The Mojo Men,
Toni Rubio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.