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 Laos and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord 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 Moss Icon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
The Cure,
The Shadows of Knight,
Q and Not U,
the Normal,
Joey Negro,
CMW,
Mandrill,
Scott Walker,
the Swans,
Schoolly D,
Television,
Pagans,
Archie Shepp,
Ultravox,
Bush Tetras,
Nick Fraelich,
Sight & Sound,
The Techniques,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monks,
Laurel Aitken,
D'Angelo,
Minor Threat,
Newcleus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Peter & Gordon,
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ten City,
Outsiders,
Matthew Halsall,
Vladislav Delay,
New York Dolls,
Simply Red,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Qualms,
Chrome,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Smog,
Shuggie Otis,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roger Hodgson,
DNA,
MC5,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ossler,
DJ Style,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.