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 Colombia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 the Human League to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Mo-Dettes,
Shoche,
Spoonie Gee,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lakeside,
Soul Sonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dual Sessions,
the Normal,
Max Romeo,
The Evens,
Little Man,
Television,
Soul II Soul,
Wally Richardson,
Adolescents,
Shuggie Otis,
Los Fastidios,
Jawbox,
Gichy Dan,
Bobby Byrd,
Panda Bear,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Moody Blues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Q and Not U,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lungfish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
June Days,
Joey Negro,
The Doobie Brothers,
Y Pants,
Barclay James Harvest,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Piero Umiliani,
China Crisis,
Yaz,
Gil Scott Heron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slackers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Trojans,
Clear Light,
Jacques Brel,
The Litter,
Kerri Chandler,
Make Up,
Bronski Beat,
Pagans,
Depeche Mode,
Roxette,
Fela Kuti,
Hardrive,
Carl Craig,
The Monks,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.