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 Norway and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dorothy Ashby to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Deakin,
Qualms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Massinfluence,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sparks,
ABBA,
Surgeon,
Matthew Halsall,
Underground Resistance,
Neu!,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scion,
Roger Hodgson,
the Slits,
Altered Images,
Saccharine Trust,
Erykah Badu,
Urselle,
Guru Guru,
World's Most,
X-101,
Con Funk Shun,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Warren Ellis,
Jacob Miller,
Metal Thangz,
Lindisfarne,
Monolake,
Godley & Creme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neil Young,
A Certain Ratio,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pylon,
Desert Stars,
Bill Wells,
F. McDonald,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joensuu 1685,
Donald Byrd,
Josef K,
June of 44,
Shuggie Otis,
Swell Maps,
UT,
The Fire Engines,
Audionom,
Leonard Cohen,
The Blues Magoos,
Subhumans,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.