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 Nepal and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 David Bowie 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 Whodini to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
Liliput,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skaos,
Das Ding,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fuzztones,
Arthur Verocai,
Joensuu 1685,
Letta Mbulu,
Subhumans,
Funky Four + One,
The Cowsills,
The Young Rascals,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Panda Bear,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brass Construction,
Banda Bassotti,
the Soft Cell,
The Kinks,
Siglo XX,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soft Cell,
Brothers Johnson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonic Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Inner City,
Los Fastidios,
Ken Boothe,
Scott Walker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skarface,
Dennis Brown,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Walker Brothers,
the Swans,
Scrapy,
Joe Finger,
Metal Thangz,
Quantec,
KRS-One,
Pere Ubu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Angry Samoans,
Warren Ellis,
The New Christs,
Swell Maps,
Duran Duran,
Cameo,
Kayak,
The Raincoats,
the Sonics,
Sound Behaviour,
The Searchers,
Half Japanese,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.