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 Mexico and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Stockholm Monsters to the rap 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Knickerbockers,
T.S.O.L.,
L. Decosne,
Eli Mardock,
the Human League,
the Germs,
Kas Product,
Marvin Gaye,
Zapp,
The Standells,
Todd Rundgren,
Visage,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cybotron,
Darondo,
The Techniques,
Heaven 17,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neu!,
Yaz,
Morten Harket,
Negative Approach,
X-Ray Spex,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fugs,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Quando Quango,
The Slits,
Davy DMX,
B.T. Express,
Sällskapet,
The Flesh Eaters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suicide,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Slackers,
FM Einheit,
A Certain Ratio,
Trumans Water,
Barrington Levy,
Tom Boy,
Fat Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Q and Not U,
Wolf Eyes,
Faust,
Avey Tare,
Clear Light,
Althea and Donna,
The Kinks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Music Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eve St. Jones,
Kayak,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.