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 Ukraine and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the techno 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Invisible,
Lucky Dragons,
Pulsallama,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Bananas,
Peter & Gordon,
Don Cherry,
The Selecter,
Whodini,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Main Source,
Dead Boys,
Wire,
Brand Nubian,
Amon Düül,
Minnie Riperton,
Dawn Penn,
Popol Vuh,
Minor Threat,
The Stooges,
Clear Light,
The Gap Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Pagans,
D'Angelo,
Warsaw,
Scratch Acid,
Underground Resistance,
Junior Murvin,
The Young Rascals,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick Morgan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Robert Görl,
Rekid,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Letta Mbulu,
Rosa Yemen,
the Slits,
Maurizio,
John Lydon,
Jerry's Kids,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Count Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James White and The Blacks,
Icehouse,
Soulsonic Force,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quantec,
Camberwell Now,
MDC,
Ronan,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.