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 Mongolia and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nas to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drexciya,
CMW,
The Count Five,
The Knickerbockers,
Soulsonic Force,
Dark Day,
Porter Ricks,
Susan Cadogan,
Rotary Connection,
Motorama,
Flipper,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lower 48,
Girls At Our Best!,
Underground Resistance,
Qualms,
The Black Dice,
The Raincoats,
Eurythmics,
Q65,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Essential Logic,
Audionom,
Minny Pops,
Blossom Toes,
Buzzcocks,
Excepter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Womack,
Pylon,
Wasted Youth,
Black Pus,
The Dirtbombs,
Boz Scaggs,
Harry Pussy,
Erykah Badu,
Cheater Slicks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cameo,
Scratch Acid,
The Gap Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camouflage,
Kayak,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Velvet Underground,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brand Nubian,
The Detroit Cobras,
Magma,
John Holt,
Skarface,
Godley & Creme,
Urselle,
Quantec,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.