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 Korea North and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 D'Angelo to the dance 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
The Monks,
Alphaville,
Neil Young,
The Fortunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Davy DMX,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vainqueur,
Graham Central Station,
The Blackbyrds,
ABC,
Danielle Patucci,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aural Exciters,
Black Moon,
Althea and Donna,
Chris Corsano,
Junior Murvin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lower 48,
Second Layer,
Andrew Hill,
Sam Rivers,
The Slackers,
Cybotron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Visage,
Nirvana,
Heaven 17,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quantec,
Jandek,
Crime,
Jacques Brel,
Tom Boy,
John Foxx,
Gregory Isaacs,
Skriet,
Albert Ayler,
The Grass Roots,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Techniques,
Scientists,
Wire,
The Searchers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
The Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Con Funk Shun,
Silicon Teens,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tomorrow,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.