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 New Zealand and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Skarface to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Make Up,
Prince Buster,
Cecil Taylor,
The Busters,
Soft Machine,
Crime,
The Beau Brummels,
Soulsonic Force,
Crispy Ambulance,
Monolake,
Camberwell Now,
The Invisible,
Sonny Sharrock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Althea and Donna,
Ultra Naté,
Masters at Work,
Kerrie Biddell,
Excepter,
Moss Icon,
Scrapy,
The Smiths,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Divine Comedy,
Delta 5,
Sex Pistols,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dead C,
The Moleskins,
David McCallum,
Section 25,
Nico,
Andrew Hill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Gang Dance,
A Certain Ratio,
Joyce Sims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Guru Guru,
Iggy Pop,
Glambeats Corp.,
DJ Sneak,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skriet,
Pet Shop Boys,
Agitation Free,
China Crisis,
Sam Rivers,
Radio Birdman,
Eddi Front,
Kas Product,
The Count Five,
Brothers Johnson,
David Bowie,
Fear,
AZ,
Scott Walker,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.