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 Venezuela and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Sound Behaviour to the dance 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Rod Modell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kas Product,
Second Layer,
Camouflage,
Alton Ellis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Certain Ratio,
Slick Rick,
Pylon,
Derrick May,
Massinfluence,
Terry Callier,
New Order,
Funky Four + One,
Barrington Levy,
Prince Buster,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lower 48,
Danielle Patucci,
Lyres,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flipper,
Whodini,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ice-T,
the Germs,
Icehouse,
Hashim,
Zapp,
World's Most,
Glenn Branca,
Animal Collective,
Sun Ra,
The Beau Brummels,
Sound Behaviour,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Smoke,
Chrome,
Yusef Lateef,
Joe Smooth,
The American Breed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thompson Twins,
Sällskapet,
The Litter,
Babytalk,
Boz Scaggs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Warsaw,
Tommy Roe,
Funkadelic,
The Remains,
Swans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Smiths,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.