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 Jamaica and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonny Sharrock to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Bronski Beat,
Black Bananas,
Schoolly D,
Ultravox,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
F. McDonald,
Quando Quango,
Erasure,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moebius,
Soft Cell,
MDC,
Boredoms,
Minor Threat,
The Fall,
Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
Underground Resistance,
Groovy Waters,
Au Pairs,
Eden Ahbez,
Wings,
cv313,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fat Boys,
The Techniques,
The Invisible,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ken Boothe,
Thee Headcoats,
The Pretty Things,
Jerry Gold Smith,
B.T. Express,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stereo Dub,
The Birthday Party,
Sparks,
Judy Mowatt,
Marc Almond,
The Young Rascals,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Juan Atkins,
Rekid,
ABBA,
Bush Tetras,
Amon Düül II,
Circle Jerks,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nik Kershaw,
Siglo XX,
Derrick Morgan,
Faraquet,
Interpol,
Yellowson,
Jeff Lynne,
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.