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 Philippines and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar 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 Mary Jane Girls to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Popol Vuh,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pagans,
The Saints,
Soft Cell,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Moon,
Erasure,
The Mojo Men,
Warren Ellis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
JFA,
Anthony Braxton,
Essential Logic,
Mr. Review,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moss Icon,
John Foxx,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Audionom,
The Trojans,
One Last Wish,
Panda Bear,
Blake Baxter,
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Smog,
Chris Corsano,
Reuben Wilson,
Blancmange,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Donny Hathaway,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
H. Thieme,
Ludus,
Iggy Pop,
the Soft Cell,
The Victims,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy Collins,
Lakeside,
D'Angelo,
Quantec,
Glenn Branca,
The Knickerbockers,
DJ Style,
Inner City,
Connie Case,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joy Division,
Simply Red,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yazoo,
Alison Limerick,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.