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 Korea South and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Fela Kuti to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Rod Modell,
Drexciya,
Idris Muhammad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moleskins,
Piero Umiliani,
China Crisis,
Duran Duran,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hardrive,
Magazine,
Spandau Ballet,
The Blackbyrds,
Moss Icon,
The Angels of Light,
Jandek,
L. Decosne,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
MDC,
Eve St. Jones,
U.S. Maple,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Boredoms,
the Swans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aloha Tigers,
Con Funk Shun,
Sixth Finger,
Junior Murvin,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultravox,
Jacob Miller,
The Martian,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cluster,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Tremeloes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vainqueur,
Spoonie Gee,
Yaz,
Excepter,
Hoover,
Pussy Galore,
Faraquet,
A Certain Ratio,
Matthew Halsall,
Sugar Minott,
Gerry Rafferty,
EPMD,
X-Ray Spex,
the Soft Cell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Colin Newman,
John Lydon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cheater Slicks,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.