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 Togo and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Chrome to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers,
Procol Harum,
John Foxx,
LL Cool J,
Groovy Waters,
Lebanon Hanover,
ABBA,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minny Pops,
Lyres,
Ornette Coleman,
This Heat,
David Axelrod,
Joe Finger,
Young Marble Giants,
kango's stein massive,
Sparks,
Josef K,
Half Japanese,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mo-Dettes,
The Evens,
Freddie Wadling,
Stereo Dub,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hashim,
Icehouse,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neu!,
R.M.O.,
Monolake,
Wolf Eyes,
Pole,
The Raincoats,
Cymande,
Danielle Patucci,
The Seeds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Anthony Braxton,
Connie Case,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Susan Cadogan,
Fugazi,
Yaz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Max Romeo,
Charles Mingus,
EPMD,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Sällskapet,
Ludus,
Fear,
Rosa Yemen,
Nils Olav,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.