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 Mexico and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Dave Gahan to the funk 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
The Gap Band,
Crime,
Delta 5,
Dennis Brown,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Copeland,
Technova,
Drexciya,
Stiv Bators,
Ten City,
Ice-T,
Ornette Coleman,
John Coltrane,
X-102,
Stockholm Monsters,
Heaven 17,
Niagra,
Negative Approach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lyres,
Aswad,
Minor Threat,
Derrick Morgan,
Au Pairs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donny Hathaway,
Trumans Water,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ralphi Rosario,
Agitation Free,
Interpol,
Lightning Bolt,
The J.B.'s,
The Five Americans,
Duran Duran,
Ronnie Foster,
Graham Central Station,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
Animal Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
Mars,
The Dead C,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sugar Minott,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
X-101,
Suicide,
Barclay James Harvest,
Con Funk Shun,
Eli Mardock,
Public Enemy,
Thee Headcoats,
Tom Boy,
Liliput,
DJ Style,
Pylon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.