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 Libya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Lou Reed 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 Fear to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a theremin 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 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Velvet Underground,
Metal Thangz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lalann,
Stetsasonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Reagan Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
The Raincoats,
Lee Hazlewood,
Arthur Verocai,
Fela Kuti,
Skarface,
The Saints,
Cecil Taylor,
Absolute Body Control,
Sandy B,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Wyatt,
Arcadia,
Dennis Brown,
China Crisis,
Laurel Aitken,
Magma,
Quando Quango,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chris & Cosey,
LL Cool J,
Carl Craig,
David Axelrod,
Ponytail,
Lower 48,
Eric Dolphy,
Sound Behaviour,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minor Threat,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Last Poets,
Godley & Creme,
Livin' Joy,
Yusef Lateef,
Pylon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Agent Orange,
Mantronix,
The Dirtbombs,
David Bowie,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Bananas,
Marshall Jefferson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Doobie Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Easy Going,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.