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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Young Marble Giants to the techno 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pierre Henry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Visage,
Juan Atkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bronski Beat,
Theoretical Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marvin Gaye,
Lyres,
Popol Vuh,
Hardrive,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hot Snakes,
The Knickerbockers,
The Invisible,
Hasil Adkins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Reagan Youth,
Camouflage,
Josef K,
Joe Smooth,
Duran Duran,
The United States of America,
The Birthday Party,
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Prunes,
Radio Birdman,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sugar Minott,
AZ,
Schoolly D,
Ituana,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Associates,
Sparks,
T. Rex,
Con Funk Shun,
Robert Wyatt,
David Axelrod,
Panda Bear,
Crash Course in Science,
Angry Samoans,
New Order,
The Evens,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Malaria!,
The Fall,
Maurizio,
Crispian St. Peters,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
Deakin,
The American Breed,
Desert Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric Copeland,
Thompson Twins,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.