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 Trinidad & Tobago 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the dance 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Severed Heads,
Archie Shepp,
Pulsallama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Q and Not U,
Maleditus Sound,
Monks,
the Human League,
Judy Mowatt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mission of Burma,
Public Image Ltd.,
Idris Muhammad,
The Offenders,
Eden Ahbez,
Liliput,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joe Finger,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
H. Thieme,
John Lydon,
Kayak,
The Monks,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
R.M.O.,
Cymande,
Hashim,
The Mummies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Make Up,
Mr. Review,
Josef K,
Lightning Bolt,
The Skatalites,
Aural Exciters,
Half Japanese,
Nik Kershaw,
The Zeros,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Reuben Wilson,
Toni Rubio,
Mantronix,
Robert Hood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crime,
The Gladiators,
The Blackbyrds,
The Red Krayola,
The Grass Roots,
The Happenings,
Sexual Harrassment,
Altered Images,
Groovy Waters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.