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 Bulgaria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Holger Czukay 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 Tim Buckley to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Q65,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Panda Bear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABC,
Heaven 17,
Iggy Pop,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Agitation Free,
Ten City,
Lalann,
Joy Division,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Music Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scott Walker,
Harmonia,
Pulsallama,
Kurtis Blow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
EPMD,
Girls At Our Best!,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Five Americans,
Deadbeat,
The Kinks,
Pantytec,
The Invisible,
Organ,
Amon Düül,
Kevin Saunderson,
Laurel Aitken,
Neu!,
Todd Terry,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy Collins,
Morten Harket,
The Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
The Angels of Light,
Scratch Acid,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Sneak,
the Bar-Kays,
Whodini,
The Grass Roots,
Charles Mingus,
the Association,
Peter & Gordon,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.