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 Qatar and from Seoul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Joy Division to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
The Seeds,
Section 25,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minor Threat,
In Retrospect,
Vainqueur,
Fluxion,
Matthew Halsall,
Neil Young,
Popol Vuh,
The Residents,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wolf Eyes,
The Grass Roots,
Scion,
MC5,
A Certain Ratio,
The Selecter,
ABBA,
Michelle Simonal,
Suburban Knight,
The Cramps,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Starr,
Iggy Pop,
Index,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultravox,
A Flock of Seagulls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Au Pairs,
New York Dolls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Goldenarms,
Prince Buster,
Derrick May,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Theoretical Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Byrd,
Television,
Con Funk Shun,
Charles Mingus,
Ossler,
Easy Going,
Siglo XX,
Clear Light,
Qualms,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rites of Spring,
the Swans,
Altered Images,
Lalann,
the Normal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donny Hathaway,
Tubeway Army,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.