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 Suriname and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Franke to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker,
Con Funk Shun,
Howard Jones,
MC5,
Nils Olav,
Andrew Hill,
London Community Gospel Choir,
KRS-One,
The Slits,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Music Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
Tomorrow,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Searchers,
Bill Near,
John Holt,
The Gladiators,
Q65,
The Martian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
The New Christs,
Shoche,
Brass Construction,
Inner City,
Magma,
Letta Mbulu,
The Monochrome Set,
Eve St. Jones,
Anakelly,
OOIOO,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Absolute Body Control,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fugs,
David Axelrod,
Panda Bear,
Aural Exciters,
10cc,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pulsallama,
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed,
Sister Nancy,
Black Flag,
The Busters,
The Vogues,
Nico,
The Sonics,
Sixth Finger,
Scientists,
the Fania All-Stars,
Au Pairs,
the Swans,
Minutemen,
Peter & Gordon,
Visage,
Ten City,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.