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 Cyprus and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 DJ Sneak to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
The Grass Roots,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Yazoo,
Little Man,
This Heat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mission of Burma,
Youth Brigade,
The Motions,
Alton Ellis,
Sparks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Barbara Tucker,
Soulsonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Wake,
Joe Smooth,
Wolf Eyes,
Rites of Spring,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marmalade,
Josef K,
The Misunderstood,
Nick Fraelich,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lucky Dragons,
Erykah Badu,
The Buckinghams,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
kango's stein massive,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Young Rascals,
Minny Pops,
Tommy Roe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
ABC,
Symarip,
Delta 5,
Mo-Dettes,
Roxette,
Roger Hodgson,
Zero Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
New Age Steppers,
MC5,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Move,
Lower 48,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Toasters,
Fela Kuti,
Fatback Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Desert Stars,
Byron Stingily,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.