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 Portugal and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum 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 Curtis Mayfield to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James White and The Blacks,
X-102,
Arcadia,
Carl Craig,
Scion,
Gang of Four,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ornette Coleman,
Scan 7,
The Cramps,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ludus,
The Selecter,
Black Flag,
Wire,
New Order,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Hood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jacob Miller,
Cymande,
Gastr Del Sol,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric Dolphy,
Oneida,
The Evens,
Bluetip,
Roxette,
Mad Mike,
Lyres,
Camouflage,
Fela Kuti,
David Bowie,
Bush Tetras,
Arthur Verocai,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joy Division,
The Doors,
Nation of Ulysses,
Delta 5,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pagans,
June of 44,
EPMD,
A Certain Ratio,
Electric Prunes,
Outsiders,
Buzzcocks,
Maurizio,
Eden Ahbez,
Smog,
Average White Band,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.