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 Benin and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
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 oboe 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 Depeche Mode to the rap 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fall,
Cheater Slicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yaz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Desert Stars,
Aswad,
Organ,
Althea and Donna,
Technova,
Vainqueur,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Sherman,
Thompson Twins,
This Heat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Talk Talk,
Harry Pussy,
The Blues Magoos,
Joey Negro,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Move,
Jesper Dahlback,
Depeche Mode,
Fatback Band,
The Young Rascals,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scratch Acid,
X-102,
The Smoke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Motorama,
Altered Images,
Zapp,
The Pop Group,
The Golliwogs,
Faraquet,
Q65,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Goldenarms,
A Certain Ratio,
Delta 5,
One Last Wish,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
The Last Poets,
Little Man,
Massinfluence,
Fat Boys,
Hashim,
the Normal,
Blossom Toes,
Agitation Free,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terry Callier,
Beasts of Bourbon,
UT,
Second Layer,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.