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 Kosovo and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes 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 Soft Cell to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fear,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Görl,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Franke,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed,
Blossom Toes,
Cal Tjader,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Drexciya,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Zeros,
Altered Images,
Moby Grape,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Remains,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grey Daturas,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fatback Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Agitation Free,
Archie Shepp,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mad Mike,
Barbara Tucker,
The United States of America,
The Victims,
John Coltrane,
B.T. Express,
Sight & Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
The Velvet Underground,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Swans,
Brick,
Mr. Review,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crispy Ambulance,
Banda Bassotti,
Rekid,
Faraquet,
10cc,
Sound Behaviour,
Aaron Thompson,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Funky Four + One,
Scan 7,
The Gladiators,
Michelle Simonal,
Moss Icon,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.