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 Iran and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Cramps to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Vogues,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
Soft Cell,
Roxy Music,
Bad Manners,
The Motions,
Massinfluence,
Maurizio,
Hoover,
R.M.O.,
Sun City Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tres Demented,
Youth Brigade,
The Saints,
Supertramp,
The Smoke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Banda Bassotti,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
Whodini,
Gichy Dan,
Fugazi,
Jeff Mills,
Peter & Gordon,
Boz Scaggs,
FM Einheit,
Marmalade,
Robert Wyatt,
Byron Stingily,
Rekid,
Funkadelic,
Cybotron,
Slave,
The Monks,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gladiators,
Grauzone,
Junior Murvin,
Mad Mike,
Lebanon Hanover,
Darondo,
Scientists,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Fraelich,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.