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 Jordan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cheater Slicks to the crunk 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
K-Klass,
Country Teasers,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers,
Laurel Aitken,
Ituana,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fad Gadget,
Roxette,
The Remains,
The Walker Brothers,
Swans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Newcleus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Hood,
New York Dolls,
Japan,
Ten City,
Lungfish,
Los Fastidios,
Hasil Adkins,
Index,
Pagans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cal Tjader,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deakin,
The Young Rascals,
Inner City,
H. Thieme,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mojo Men,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roxy Music,
Gang Starr,
Television,
Derrick May,
Buzzcocks,
Half Japanese,
Alphaville,
Sugar Minott,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pole,
Glenn Branca,
Easy Going,
Fluxion,
Scan 7,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Sheep,
Harpers Bizarre,
Barbara Tucker,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ossler,
E-Dancer,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.