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 Kyrgyzstan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Babytalk 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Reagan Youth,
Fad Gadget,
Magazine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Isaac Hayes,
Todd Terry,
Au Pairs,
Chris Corsano,
Boogie Down Productions,
Amon Düül II,
Boredoms,
Pierre Henry,
The Neon Judgement,
Mandrill,
Delta 5,
Silicon Teens,
Bill Wells,
Suburban Knight,
Rod Modell,
Camberwell Now,
The Skatalites,
Crooked Eye,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stetsasonic,
K-Klass,
Section 25,
JFA,
Cheater Slicks,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chrome,
The Last Poets,
Skriet,
The Detroit Cobras,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
Wings,
Man Eating Sloth,
Altered Images,
The Zeros,
Althea and Donna,
Hoover,
The J.B.'s,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Deadbeat,
Sight & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jawbox,
the Association,
Audionom,
Joy Division,
Ronan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Blues Magoos,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.