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 Nepal and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the funk 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Section 25,
Joe Smooth,
Scott Walker,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eurythmics,
Groovy Waters,
Janne Schatter,
Basic Channel,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Zero Boys,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brass Construction,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Easy Going,
Visage,
Davy DMX,
Letta Mbulu,
Alton Ellis,
The American Breed,
Mantronix,
Black Flag,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yusef Lateef,
Sugar Minott,
Rotary Connection,
The Fortunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Guru Guru,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Unwound,
Thee Headcoats,
The Trojans,
Albert Ayler,
The Martian,
Thompson Twins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Morten Harket,
The Fire Engines,
Ultra Naté,
Bad Manners,
Bill Wells,
Depeche Mode,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harry Pussy,
Surgeon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Juan Atkins,
Procol Harum,
Von Mondo,
Fad Gadget,
Smog,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Newcleus,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count 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.