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 Guyana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Robert Palmer 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Subhumans,
the Slits,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Inner City,
Joe Finger,
Gang Green,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Moss Icon,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Sherman,
Funkadelic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultravox,
Quantec,
Letta Mbulu,
Theoretical Girls,
Davy DMX,
Bang On A Can,
The Neon Judgement,
Ice-T,
Q and Not U,
Vladislav Delay,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Unwound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sparks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Malaria!,
Delta 5,
the Germs,
Dead Boys,
John Lydon,
Brick,
The Modern Lovers,
Gastr Del Sol,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Warren Ellis,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eddi Front,
Lungfish,
Rosa Yemen,
Stockholm Monsters,
Slave,
World's Most,
Mandrill,
Ohio Players,
The Residents,
Duran Duran,
Ronnie Foster,
MC5,
Ken Boothe,
Erykah Badu,
The Star Department,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.