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 Hungary and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kaleidoscope to the dance 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Slits,
Skriet,
Nils Olav,
Reuben Wilson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marcia Griffiths,
Agent Orange,
Nik Kershaw,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cybotron,
The Move,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lower 48,
Derrick May,
Sun Ra,
The Motions,
Fad Gadget,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Henry Cow,
Lindisfarne,
Marine Girls,
Ituana,
Davy DMX,
Letta Mbulu,
The Pretty Things,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Flipper,
Section 25,
Sonic Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang On A Can,
Ten City,
Ludus,
Johnny Clarke,
The Names,
John Coltrane,
Bill Near,
Ohio Players,
Malaria!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
Fat Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Andrew Hill,
Surgeon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.