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 Jordan and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kurtis Blow to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cecil Taylor,
Marmalade,
Black Flag,
The Pop Group,
Thee Headcoats,
Eddi Front,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Adolescents,
Sight & Sound,
Max Romeo,
The Associates,
the Swans,
Barbara Tucker,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bauhaus,
Ice-T,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mark Hollis,
Ronnie Foster,
Accadde A,
DNA,
Au Pairs,
Josef K,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skarface,
Al Stewart,
Robert Wyatt,
Funky Four + One,
Sällskapet,
Darondo,
Hot Snakes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Icehouse,
Rosa Yemen,
Erykah Badu,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Bourne,
Underground Resistance,
Black Moon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Freddie Wadling,
Skaos,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Knickerbockers,
The Martian,
Nation of Ulysses,
Suicide,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crispy Ambulance,
Porter Ricks,
Peter and Kerry,
The Kinks,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.