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 United Kingdom and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the grime 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Second Layer,
Magma,
Flash Fearless,
Godley & Creme,
The Cowsills,
David McCallum,
Dennis Brown,
Adolescents,
Marc Almond,
Fatback Band,
Fad Gadget,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fluxion,
Nils Olav,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jawbox,
Absolute Body Control,
The J.B.'s,
Parry Music,
Ohio Players,
Tommy Roe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Human League,
Severed Heads,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Associates,
James White and The Blacks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Subhumans,
The Dirtbombs,
Minutemen,
EPMD,
The Fuzztones,
Newcleus,
Bluetip,
Hardrive,
Crispian St. Peters,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Gories,
Lyres,
Mandrill,
The Sonics,
The Last Poets,
Roy Ayers,
Marmalade,
Infiniti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Happenings,
Hasil Adkins,
Hashim,
The Golliwogs,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
The Techniques,
The Stooges,
Laurel Aitken,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.