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 Qatar and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Yazoo to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Talk Talk,
Camberwell Now,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Oneida,
Grey Daturas,
ABBA,
Grauzone,
Arcadia,
Blancmange,
Agent Orange,
Gang Starr,
Nirvana,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
the Normal,
A Certain Ratio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed,
The Leaves,
The Saints,
Dark Day,
The Modern Lovers,
Soft Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Prince Buster,
T. Rex,
T.S.O.L.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
Bauhaus,
Magma,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smiths,
Camouflage,
Desert Stars,
Q and Not U,
Sam Rivers,
Flash Fearless,
The Knickerbockers,
The Moleskins,
Piero Umiliani,
Audionom,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eden Ahbez,
Boz Scaggs,
Cybotron,
The Red Krayola,
Brick,
The Pretty Things,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Five Americans,
DNA,
Surgeon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.