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 Iran and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Underground Resistance to the techno 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Matthew Halsall,
The Move,
Yellowson,
Monks,
Goldenarms,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Young Rascals,
The New Christs,
Howard Jones,
The Evens,
Index,
Drexciya,
Quantec,
Freddie Wadling,
Livin' Joy,
Johnny Clarke,
Minny Pops,
The Last Poets,
Sister Nancy,
Iggy Pop,
Con Funk Shun,
Trumans Water,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sound,
Niagra,
the Association,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Glenn Branca,
Judy Mowatt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Aural Exciters,
Second Layer,
Hot Snakes,
Soul II Soul,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joe Smooth,
Warsaw,
Stetsasonic,
David Axelrod,
Jesper Dahlback,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker,
Loose Ends,
New Order,
Brand Nubian,
Yusef Lateef,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Schoolly D,
Ituana,
Neu!,
Model 500,
The Gun Club,
Hardrive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yaz,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.