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 Turkmenistan and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
The Human League,
Malaria!,
Young Marble Giants,
Sugar Minott,
Blossom Toes,
Bill Near,
Freddie Wadling,
Fad Gadget,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Eurythmics,
The Kinks,
Susan Cadogan,
Eddi Front,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
EPMD,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Toni Rubio,
Nils Olav,
Don Cherry,
Easy Going,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash,
June Days,
DNA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Prince Buster,
Von Mondo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Amon Düül,
John Holt,
The Invisible,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Janne Schatter,
The Cure,
Q and Not U,
the Association,
The Durutti Column,
Rites of Spring,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yellowson,
Kerri Chandler,
Thompson Twins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bill Wells,
Kas Product,
a-ha,
Alton Ellis,
B.T. Express,
Siglo XX,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tropical Tobacco,
The J.B.'s,
Cybotron,
David Axelrod,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.