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 Benin and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 David Bowie 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 Fear to the jazz 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Jacob Miller,
Barry Ungar,
Dave Gahan,
Q65,
Cal Tjader,
Bob Dylan,
The Music Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
Piero Umiliani,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ten City,
Erykah Badu,
Black Moon,
Ludus,
Laurel Aitken,
La Düsseldorf,
T. Rex,
Morten Harket,
Babytalk,
The Move,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Görl,
Guru Guru,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dead C,
Bizarre Inc.,
Junior Murvin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kerrie Biddell,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Cure,
Bauhaus,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Make Up,
Underground Resistance,
Eddi Front,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sex Pistols,
Minnie Riperton,
Crash Course in Science,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispian St. Peters,
48th St. Collective,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lalann,
ABC,
Brand Nubian,
Suicide,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Intrusion,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.