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 Barbados and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Aloha Tigers to the jazz 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Kayak,
Hasil Adkins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Swans,
Cecil Taylor,
The Mojo Men,
The Index,
Country Teasers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sixth Finger,
Average White Band,
Eric Copeland,
The Busters,
The Happenings,
Nirvana,
The Wake,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
Sun Ra,
Newcleus,
Con Funk Shun,
June of 44,
The Evens,
Bootsy Collins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fugazi,
Public Enemy,
Man Parrish,
Ultravox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Severed Heads,
Robert Hood,
Nik Kershaw,
Von Mondo,
Sonic Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
The Beau Brummels,
Thee Headcoats,
X-102,
The Moody Blues,
The Smoke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Reagan Youth,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Lee Hazlewood,
Isaac Hayes,
Susan Cadogan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Chris & Cosey,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Audionom,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.