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 Comoros and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 Warsaw to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jawbox,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Yaz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rekid,
Bush Tetras,
Masters at Work,
Lucky Dragons,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Sheep,
Con Funk Shun,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Letta Mbulu,
Skarface,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Durutti Column,
Dark Day,
Lungfish,
Stetsasonic,
Jeff Lynne,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nirvana,
Essential Logic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blancmange,
Sam Rivers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Toasters,
K-Klass,
B.T. Express,
Howard Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
Joyce Sims,
MC5,
Swell Maps,
The Motions,
Thompson Twins,
Lyres,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chris Corsano,
Sound Behaviour,
New Age Steppers,
The Martian,
Skaos,
Youth Brigade,
The Raincoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Q and Not U,
Yellowson,
Sarah Menescal,
Mandrill,
Audionom,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.