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 Algeria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Electric Prunes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Kas Product,
Cheater Slicks,
Joe Finger,
Toni Rubio,
Morten Harket,
Babytalk,
Neu!,
Inner City,
Juan Atkins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suicide,
Infiniti,
Depeche Mode,
Soft Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agent Orange,
Soul II Soul,
Animal Collective,
Au Pairs,
Colin Newman,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
CMW,
Peter and Kerry,
AZ,
Shuggie Otis,
Intrusion,
Bad Manners,
The Black Dice,
The Gladiators,
Bauhaus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Radiopuhelimet,
Freddie Wadling,
Khruangbin,
Pierre Henry,
Deepchord,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tim Buckley,
Faraquet,
Alton Ellis,
Outsiders,
Camberwell Now,
Livin' Joy,
X-Ray Spex,
The Walker Brothers,
Frankie Knuckles,
KRS-One,
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Underground Resistance,
Grauzone,
Joey Negro,
Yellowson,
Dawn Penn,
Motorama,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.