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 Slovenia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet 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 Audionom to the funk 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
The Motions,
Basic Channel,
Zero Boys,
Simply Red,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ronnie Foster,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiohead,
OOIOO,
Byron Stingily,
Talk Talk,
Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Neon Judgement,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Tremeloes,
Sällskapet,
Chris & Cosey,
Pylon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Schoolly D,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sonic Youth,
Heaven 17,
Rekid,
Susan Cadogan,
The Knickerbockers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Angels of Light,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Morten Harket,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camberwell Now,
Kevin Saunderson,
James White and The Blacks,
Dave Gahan,
Icehouse,
Pantaleimon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Prince Buster,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Searchers,
Camouflage,
Franke,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Gories,
cv313,
Minny Pops,
Crash Course in Science,
Gabor Szabo,
Joey Negro,
Hasil Adkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
MDC,
The United States of America,
Sun Ra,
The Leaves,
Bauhaus,
Blancmange,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.