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 Peru and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Mars to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Eric Dolphy,
The Stooges,
The Five Americans,
Jeff Mills,
Young Marble Giants,
The Black Dice,
Blossom Toes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Model 500,
Henry Cow,
Neu!,
Can,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
Drive Like Jehu,
Half Japanese,
Main Source,
The Blackbyrds,
Soft Cell,
Masters at Work,
Pole,
ABBA,
Urselle,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Josef K,
cv313,
Public Enemy,
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Con Funk Shun,
Toni Rubio,
the Swans,
Mars,
Vladislav Delay,
The Moleskins,
DJ Sneak,
Bob Dylan,
Spandau Ballet,
Gichy Dan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Juan Atkins,
The Young Rascals,
Nation of Ulysses,
Moebius,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sonic Youth,
Blake Baxter,
David Axelrod,
Yusef Lateef,
Tears for Fears,
FM Einheit,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Leaves,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare,
Jacob Miller,
Kerri Chandler,
Make Up,
Sound Behaviour,
Qualms,
Judy Mowatt,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.