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 Luxembourg and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Moleskins to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
The Slits,
Y Pants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Halsall,
The Standells,
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
Althea and Donna,
Public Enemy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Negative Approach,
Faust,
Deakin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MC5,
LL Cool J,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun City Girls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Idris Muhammad,
H. Thieme,
the Normal,
Pulsallama,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cure,
the Bar-Kays,
The Associates,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Mojo Men,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultra Naté,
Groovy Waters,
Drexciya,
Ronnie Foster,
Essential Logic,
Excepter,
Quadrant,
The Five Americans,
F. McDonald,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Motions,
D'Angelo,
Don Cherry,
Anakelly,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Surgeon,
the Sonics,
U.S. Maple,
Unwound,
Gang Starr,
Desert Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Quando Quango,
Blancmange,
Los Fastidios,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.