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 Saudi Arabia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun City Girls to the grime 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soulsonic Force,
Spoonie Gee,
Maleditus Sound,
AZ,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cymande,
Grandmaster Flash,
New Order,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fela Kuti,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Velvet Underground,
Second Layer,
Jawbox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
8 Eyed Spy,
The New Christs,
Symarip,
Morten Harket,
Scan 7,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Massinfluence,
Ice-T,
Erykah Badu,
Los Fastidios,
Roxette,
Lakeside,
Spandau Ballet,
Faraquet,
Althea and Donna,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Schoolly D,
Rufus Thomas,
Joey Negro,
The Remains,
Metal Thangz,
Panda Bear,
Accadde A,
Bronski Beat,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wire,
John Coltrane,
Radiohead,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Funky Four + One,
David Bowie,
Cheater Slicks,
The Birthday Party,
The Mojo Men,
X-102,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eurythmics,
Nick Fraelich,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.