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 Taiwan and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Jeff Mills to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Easy Going,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Remains,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Audionom,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wings,
Whodini,
8 Eyed Spy,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tommy Roe,
Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grandmaster Flash,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Isaac Hayes,
Glambeats Corp.,
DJ Sneak,
Grey Daturas,
JFA,
Al Stewart,
Circle Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hot Snakes,
Main Source,
Schoolly D,
Rotary Connection,
Radio Birdman,
The Trojans,
Talk Talk,
Half Japanese,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mission of Burma,
Icehouse,
Andrew Hill,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Parry Music,
Lucky Dragons,
Sister Nancy,
Angry Samoans,
H. Thieme,
Nico,
John Foxx,
DNA,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Hood,
Siglo XX,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fela Kuti,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.