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 Tajikistan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
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 808 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 Anakelly to the grunge 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Darondo,
New Age Steppers,
Radio Birdman,
Matthew Halsall,
Mark Hollis,
Mantronix,
Ultra Naté,
Colin Newman,
Funky Four + One,
Yazoo,
Dawn Penn,
MC5,
Marine Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Hoover,
Lakeside,
Television,
Arthur Verocai,
Sam Rivers,
Wire,
Urselle,
the Slits,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Walker Brothers,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Spoonie Gee,
Al Stewart,
Depeche Mode,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Toni Rubio,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Foxx,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Simply Red,
CMW,
Yaz,
The Martian,
Jerry's Kids,
Organ,
Reagan Youth,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
Jandek,
Newcleus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moebius,
Barbara Tucker,
Joy Division,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roxette,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rakim,
Soul II Soul,
Youth Brigade,
Khruangbin,
Accadde A,
the Soft Cell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sandy B,
Fad Gadget,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.