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 Senegal and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Alice Coltrane to the crunk 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Visage,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Patti Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Kayak,
Sex Pistols,
Lower 48,
a-ha,
Stetsasonic,
Tomorrow,
Pagans,
Alton Ellis,
Deakin,
Gang Green,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sister Nancy,
Absolute Body Control,
The Invisible,
The Divine Comedy,
Alphaville,
Fat Boys,
Prince Buster,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Main Source,
The Gories,
Tropical Tobacco,
Livin' Joy,
Fela Kuti,
Wings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fall,
Lalann,
Dave Gahan,
Michelle Simonal,
the Soft Cell,
Audionom,
Niagra,
Bill Near,
Theoretical Girls,
Monolake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Technova,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers,
Terry Callier,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Smog,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Bar-Kays,
Steve Hackett,
The Standells,
Byron Stingily,
U.S. Maple,
Letta Mbulu,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monochrome Set,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.