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 Egypt and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 Marshall Jefferson to the techno 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Vogues,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cameo,
Q65,
The Move,
Gang Green,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
AZ,
The Sound,
Erasure,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slits,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Barracudas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joey Negro,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dual Sessions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neil Young,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ralphi Rosario,
Surgeon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Byrd,
David Bowie,
Black Moon,
Kurtis Blow,
Pylon,
Kaleidoscope,
The Kinks,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fortunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kas Product,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Pus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Absolute Body Control,
Skaos,
Yellowson,
Echospace,
Wally Richardson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Reuben Wilson,
The Blackbyrds,
Alice Coltrane,
DJ Style,
Black Bananas,
Soul II Soul,
Dark Day,
Porter Ricks,
Spandau Ballet,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.