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 Iraq and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ludus to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
David McCallum,
Organ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jacques Brel,
Toni Rubio,
Deepchord,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Isaac Hayes,
MC5,
The Busters,
Television,
Gang Starr,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Oblivians,
Arab on Radar,
Boredoms,
Spandau Ballet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mars,
The Selecter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Qualms,
DJ Sneak,
Stetsasonic,
Little Man,
Half Japanese,
Joe Smooth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Mojo Men,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eurythmics,
Nirvana,
E-Dancer,
Derrick May,
Mary Jane Girls,
Chrome,
John Lydon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Man Parrish,
Barbara Tucker,
Rakim,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ossler,
Ronan,
Siglo XX,
Oneida,
The Cramps,
JFA,
The Dead C,
Lindisfarne,
The Barracudas,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mission of Burma,
B.T. Express,
Dual Sessions,
The Detroit Cobras,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.