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 Guyana and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Marshall Jefferson to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
JFA,
The Fuzztones,
Pagans,
Soulsonic Force,
The Motions,
The Standells,
the Association,
Au Pairs,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cure,
Vainqueur,
Gregory Isaacs,
Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sound,
Crime,
Darondo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Barrington Levy,
Make Up,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Faraquet,
Minor Threat,
The Five Americans,
Blancmange,
Judy Mowatt,
Marmalade,
Masters at Work,
China Crisis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bronski Beat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camouflage,
Nico,
The Gladiators,
the Normal,
Roxy Music,
The Sonics,
Arcadia,
Flash Fearless,
Circle Jerks,
Clear Light,
Section 25,
The Birthday Party,
Bobby Byrd,
Talk Talk,
Funky Four + One,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sonic Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Swans,
Scott Walker,
Unwound,
Motorama,
Cal Tjader,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Wyatt,
Main Source,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.