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 Dominican Republic and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
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 snare 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 Johnny Clarke to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Accadde A,
Nik Kershaw,
June Days,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
The Mummies,
Piero Umiliani,
Young Marble Giants,
Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magazine,
Make Up,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Bananas,
the Normal,
Peter and Kerry,
Inner City,
Slick Rick,
Freddie Wadling,
Brand Nubian,
Soulsonic Force,
Laurel Aitken,
Pussy Galore,
The Electric Prunes,
Boredoms,
Black Moon,
Nick Fraelich,
Gabor Szabo,
Monolake,
DJ Sneak,
The Modern Lovers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yazoo,
Interpol,
Scion,
Fela Kuti,
Main Source,
Aaron Thompson,
Pole,
Liliput,
Lalann,
Essential Logic,
Davy DMX,
Michelle Simonal,
Gong,
Lower 48,
Sugar Minott,
The Wake,
Tim Buckley,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Sheep,
Hardrive,
The Blackbyrds,
Amon Düül II,
The Gladiators,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rosa Yemen,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.