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 South Africa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 Can to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Skarface,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Guru Guru,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aaron Thompson,
Scan 7,
Eddi Front,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Newcleus,
Chrome,
Grey Daturas,
Severed Heads,
Bad Manners,
Hot Snakes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Evens,
Fela Kuti,
Rites of Spring,
The Selecter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sixth Finger,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Connie Case,
Section 25,
Eric Copeland,
The Fire Engines,
The Move,
Rekid,
MDC,
Boredoms,
Dave Gahan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Darondo,
U.S. Maple,
Dawn Penn,
Soft Machine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy Collins,
Eli Mardock,
The Music Machine,
Godley & Creme,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Mojo Men,
Cybotron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Easy Going,
Bang On A Can,
Amon Düül,
Rotary Connection,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
Accadde A,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.