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 Botswana and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eddi Front to the electroclash 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
KRS-One,
Make Up,
Eden Ahbez,
Silicon Teens,
Susan Cadogan,
Rekid,
Janne Schatter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Johnny Clarke,
CMW,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Letta Mbulu,
Boredoms,
Graham Central Station,
Lightning Bolt,
Alice Coltrane,
The Neon Judgement,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Music Machine,
Glenn Branca,
Mad Mike,
Alison Limerick,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Starr,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Slick Rick,
the Association,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Technova,
The Sonics,
The Slackers,
June of 44,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wings,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slave,
Banda Bassotti,
The Toasters,
Tres Demented,
David Bowie,
AZ,
Cal Tjader,
The Pretty Things,
The Wake,
Pere Ubu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hashim,
The Skatalites,
The Walker Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Derrick Morgan,
Electric Prunes,
The Leaves,
Theoretical Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sex Pistols,
Ultra Naté,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.