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 Singapore and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Neil Young to the rap 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Sonny Sharrock,
Delta 5,
EPMD,
Buzzcocks,
Sällskapet,
Fugazi,
Suburban Knight,
The Index,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oneida,
Flash Fearless,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Andrew Hill,
Sister Nancy,
Cameo,
The Trojans,
Isaac Hayes,
Reuben Wilson,
Vladislav Delay,
JFA,
Yellowson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
T. Rex,
Can,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fuzztones,
Ultravox,
Joe Finger,
The Sound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Juan Atkins,
Howard Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Matthew Bourne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Groovy Waters,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cramps,
The Monks,
Amon Düül II,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rhythm & Sound,
Donald Byrd,
Nirvana,
Wally Richardson,
Lakeside,
Bootsy Collins,
Minny Pops,
Man Parrish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sexual Harrassment,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABBA,
Rotary Connection,
Anthony Braxton,
Don Cherry,
Brothers Johnson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.