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 China 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Bizarre Inc. to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
The Gories,
Public Enemy,
Grey Daturas,
Roxy Music,
Gang of Four,
Heaven 17,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Fania All-Stars,
Smog,
Easy Going,
Dark Day,
Joensuu 1685,
Minor Threat,
PIL,
Judy Mowatt,
Brand Nubian,
The Motions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cymande,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Don Cherry,
Freddie Wadling,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Circle Jerks,
Connie Case,
Graham Central Station,
Fad Gadget,
The Sonics,
Moby Grape,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aural Exciters,
Rufus Thomas,
Dual Sessions,
Angry Samoans,
Piero Umiliani,
Howard Jones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Visage,
Gong,
Kerri Chandler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Con Funk Shun,
Tubeway Army,
Ultravox,
Andrew Hill,
Iggy Pop,
Cecil Taylor,
Stetsasonic,
Boz Scaggs,
Charles Mingus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Moody Blues,
John Foxx,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.