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 Sweden and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Donald Fagen 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 Scrapy to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Seeds,
Kurtis Blow,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
JFA,
R.M.O.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Raincoats,
The American Breed,
Funky Four + One,
Newcleus,
Blancmange,
Oneida,
Sällskapet,
Japan,
Ken Boothe,
Groovy Waters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mars,
Erasure,
Youth Brigade,
Visage,
Stereo Dub,
The Blackbyrds,
Pole,
CMW,
Jawbox,
Organ,
Patti Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Excepter,
Talk Talk,
the Sonics,
The Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
Harpers Bizarre,
F. McDonald,
The Cure,
Iggy Pop,
The Kinks,
Bootsy Collins,
The Offenders,
Scan 7,
Blossom Toes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Connie Case,
the Fania All-Stars,
Man Parrish,
Marc Almond,
Albert Ayler,
Bang On A Can,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.