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 Cape Verde and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Excepter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
PIL,
Lindisfarne,
The Cure,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric Dolphy,
Patti Smith,
Swans,
Lungfish,
Nico,
These Immortal Souls,
Second Layer,
Lightning Bolt,
Lebanon Hanover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hoover,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sonics,
Bush Tetras,
Anthony Braxton,
Michelle Simonal,
ABBA,
the Bar-Kays,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roxette,
The Saints,
The Raincoats,
UT,
Erykah Badu,
LL Cool J,
Boogie Down Productions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Royal Trux,
The Blackbyrds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Birthday Party,
Pantaleimon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chrome,
X-102,
Vladislav Delay,
The Seeds,
X-Ray Spex,
Piero Umiliani,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Invisible,
New Age Steppers,
Mantronix,
Davy DMX,
A Certain Ratio,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
Ten City,
Negative Approach,
One Last Wish,
Kerri Chandler,
KRS-One,
Jacob Miller,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.