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 Grenada and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Moebius,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tom Boy,
Dawn Penn,
Pulsallama,
Gerry Rafferty,
Moss Icon,
The Slits,
LL Cool J,
The J.B.'s,
Basic Channel,
Groovy Waters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ornette Coleman,
Marine Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
Sandy B,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siglo XX,
The Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Christie,
Ronan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barrington Levy,
Khruangbin,
Slave,
Traffic Nightmare,
Al Stewart,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fear,
Ponytail,
X-101,
Scott Walker,
the Human League,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
Nico,
The Leaves,
The Happenings,
Kas Product,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
David Bowie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Clear Light,
Scientists,
Andrew Hill,
Davy DMX,
Crime,
The Five Americans,
Charles Mingus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül,
Agent Orange,
One Last Wish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lucky Dragons,
Amazonics,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.