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 Australia and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Avey Tare to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Hill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zapp,
Albert Ayler,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick Morgan,
The Vogues,
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young,
Swell Maps,
Barry Ungar,
Piero Umiliani,
Average White Band,
Roxy Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Althea and Donna,
Stereo Dub,
Model 500,
Hashim,
X-101,
The Saints,
Fluxion,
Bootsy Collins,
Scrapy,
June of 44,
The Young Rascals,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Interpol,
The Invisible,
The Gun Club,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Quadrant,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Simply Red,
Eric B and Rakim,
Outsiders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultra Naté,
U.S. Maple,
Au Pairs,
In Retrospect,
Thee Headcoats,
Khruangbin,
Von Mondo,
Faust,
Intrusion,
Sixth Finger,
The Black Dice,
The Residents,
Babytalk,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.