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 Taiwan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba 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 Cybotron to the rock 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gories,
X-102,
Erykah Badu,
Porter Ricks,
Sugar Minott,
Ronnie Foster,
Second Layer,
Nico,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chris Corsano,
This Heat,
The Walker Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Star Department,
Whodini,
Rotary Connection,
E-Dancer,
Nick Fraelich,
X-101,
Carl Craig,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
The Associates,
Oneida,
Faust,
Tears for Fears,
The Toasters,
The Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Massinfluence,
cv313,
Graham Central Station,
Blake Baxter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Monks,
the Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
Robert Görl,
Connie Case,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kerrie Biddell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
Anakelly,
Cameo,
DNA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mo-Dettes,
Judy Mowatt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Main Source,
PIL,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Grass Roots,
Magazine,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.