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 Brazil and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Guru Guru to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
The Victims,
The Smoke,
Archie Shepp,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Underground Resistance,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick Morgan,
T.S.O.L.,
Crime,
EPMD,
New Age Steppers,
Ludus,
Niagra,
In Retrospect,
Altered Images,
The American Breed,
Ituana,
The Monks,
R.M.O.,
Ponytail,
Black Bananas,
The Five Americans,
Deepchord,
Charles Mingus,
Silicon Teens,
Franke,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jawbox,
Minor Threat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visage,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Sherman,
Crash Course in Science,
Slick Rick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rites of Spring,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Urselle,
Amon Düül,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kas Product,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Fraelich,
Letta Mbulu,
Yellowson,
Technova,
Graham Central Station,
Von Mondo,
The Star Department,
X-102,
Negative Approach,
Roxette,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.