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 Panama and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Robert Palmer 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 Japan to the rap 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Toni Rubio,
Eve St. Jones,
Kas Product,
Aural Exciters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joyce Sims,
Soft Machine,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vainqueur,
Alton Ellis,
Suicide,
Unwound,
Make Up,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
EPMD,
Eli Mardock,
the Bar-Kays,
Wolf Eyes,
Outsiders,
Supertramp,
kango's stein massive,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Carl Craig,
Parry Music,
Jeff Mills,
Q65,
The Toasters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rod Modell,
Icehouse,
The Saints,
Scion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cameo,
Lyres,
Bill Wells,
David Axelrod,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
New Order,
The Gories,
These Immortal Souls,
Godley & Creme,
Television Personalities,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Music Machine,
Camouflage,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.