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 Vietnam and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 Hashim to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David Axelrod,
Kerrie Biddell,
World's Most,
Simply Red,
Todd Rundgren,
The Saints,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eden Ahbez,
John Coltrane,
Tommy Roe,
The Buckinghams,
The Victims,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Judy Mowatt,
Bad Manners,
Morten Harket,
The Misunderstood,
The Gap Band,
Todd Terry,
Slave,
The Trojans,
Mr. Review,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fela Kuti,
Groovy Waters,
The Pretty Things,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sarah Menescal,
Byron Stingily,
Brand Nubian,
Mantronix,
Khruangbin,
Isaac Hayes,
DJ Sneak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Hardrive,
the Human League,
Alton Ellis,
Camberwell Now,
Boogie Down Productions,
AZ,
Ituana,
The Monks,
Little Man,
The Blackbyrds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stereo Dub,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jerry's Kids,
Marc Almond,
Stockholm Monsters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scrapy,
Donald Byrd,
Skarface,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.