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 Sudan and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Todd Terry 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Sheep,
Brick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cal Tjader,
Aaron Thompson,
F. McDonald,
The Blues Magoos,
Section 25,
Peter & Gordon,
The Birthday Party,
Gerry Rafferty,
FM Einheit,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Hood,
The Residents,
The Fall,
Marvin Gaye,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stockholm Monsters,
Underground Resistance,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Remains,
Barrington Levy,
Main Source,
New Age Steppers,
Tubeway Army,
Eddi Front,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scientists,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soulsonic Force,
Crispian St. Peters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Radio Birdman,
Rufus Thomas,
Animal Collective,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Real Kids,
Eurythmics,
Gichy Dan,
Metal Thangz,
ABBA,
The Divine Comedy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Echospace,
The United States of America,
One Last Wish,
Dorothy Ashby,
Colin Newman,
Althea and Donna,
Accadde A,
The Alarm Clocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chrome,
Skaos,
Nation of Ulysses,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.