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 Ghana and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Radio Birdman,
Sam Rivers,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zero Boys,
Roxy Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sister Nancy,
Public Enemy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kaleidoscope,
The Tremeloes,
D'Angelo,
Harry Pussy,
Carl Craig,
Patti Smith,
Tim Buckley,
Ten City,
Bill Near,
The Pop Group,
ABC,
The Vogues,
The Seeds,
Royal Trux,
Pulsallama,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Can,
FM Einheit,
Lindisfarne,
Robert Hood,
The J.B.'s,
The Saints,
Q and Not U,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Delon & Dalcan,
Neu!,
Hasil Adkins,
The Modern Lovers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Vladislav Delay,
Warren Ellis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
OOIOO,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Max Romeo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quantec,
Sällskapet,
Michelle Simonal,
K-Klass,
Accadde A,
Q65,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monks,
Massinfluence,
Organ,
Lou Christie,
The Birthday Party,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.