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 Georgia 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kerri Chandler to the techno 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord 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 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
F. McDonald,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players,
Stiv Bators,
Lee Hazlewood,
New York Dolls,
Charles Mingus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quantec,
PIL,
Joy Division,
Make Up,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
The Move,
Alison Limerick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sun Ra,
Harmonia,
Quando Quango,
Soft Machine,
The J.B.'s,
Bush Tetras,
Hashim,
Skaos,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Massinfluence,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pet Shop Boys,
Subhumans,
Supertramp,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Buzzcocks,
Mad Mike,
The Happenings,
Tomorrow,
Yusef Lateef,
Underground Resistance,
The Angels of Light,
Absolute Body Control,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bronski Beat,
the Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
Newcleus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Selecter,
Agitation Free,
The Doors,
Lindisfarne,
Blake Baxter,
Faraquet,
Lungfish,
Lalann,
The Smiths,
Black Bananas,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.