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 Chad and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sixth Finger to the disco 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cramps,
the Swans,
Skriet,
The Angels of Light,
the Association,
Bang On A Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Massinfluence,
Japan,
The Leaves,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ituana,
Surgeon,
Quantec,
This Heat,
Tommy Roe,
Gang Starr,
In Retrospect,
Radiohead,
Dennis Brown,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fluxion,
Archie Shepp,
The Evens,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Black Sheep,
The Seeds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Buckinghams,
Danielle Patucci,
Roger Hodgson,
Althea and Donna,
Maurizio,
The Names,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Mills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Slave,
Morten Harket,
Janne Schatter,
Gichy Dan,
Brand Nubian,
Cymande,
UT,
Jesper Dahlback,
Desert Stars,
Reuben Wilson,
Rosa Yemen,
Kurtis Blow,
Scrapy,
Lyres,
Henry Cow,
The Searchers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Human League,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Smiths,
Yazoo,
Steve Hackett,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.