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 Jamaica and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Beau Brummels,
Jandek,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Sherman,
Yaz,
Echospace,
Donald Byrd,
Black Moon,
June of 44,
Scratch Acid,
Juan Atkins,
David Axelrod,
Erasure,
Rapeman,
Khruangbin,
Lightning Bolt,
Saccharine Trust,
Junior Murvin,
The Neon Judgement,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Knickerbockers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Graham Central Station,
F. McDonald,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott Heron,
Y Pants,
Sarah Menescal,
John Foxx,
Cymande,
Infiniti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joe Finger,
Alison Limerick,
The Busters,
Gichy Dan,
Ken Boothe,
Tres Demented,
Public Enemy,
Supertramp,
Can,
Dave Gahan,
John Lydon,
Skriet,
the Normal,
Skaos,
Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Procol Harum,
The Saints,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Bananas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.