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 Armenia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
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 Mars to the jazz 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
The Slits,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Görl,
Dorothy Ashby,
Whodini,
Ponytail,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Velvet Underground,
Godley & Creme,
Ornette Coleman,
Joey Negro,
Eddi Front,
Wings,
The Modern Lovers,
David McCallum,
The Pop Group,
Gichy Dan,
The Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Enemy,
Crooked Eye,
Hot Snakes,
Magazine,
Liliput,
Lou Christie,
Flash Fearless,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Blake Baxter,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Neon Judgement,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Eli Mardock,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultimate Spinach,
Erykah Badu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio,
Technova,
The Happenings,
The Mummies,
the Slits,
Sparks,
Althea and Donna,
The Grass Roots,
Eurythmics,
Minny Pops,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.