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 Korea North and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the grunge 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
The Gap Band,
Dual Sessions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Grass Roots,
Wasted Youth,
Au Pairs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Q and Not U,
Junior Murvin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New York Dolls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thompson Twins,
Ornette Coleman,
Toni Rubio,
Infiniti,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
Duran Duran,
Metal Thangz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Misunderstood,
the Germs,
Rosa Yemen,
the Swans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Real Kids,
The Trojans,
Scott Walker,
Gang Green,
Average White Band,
Fela Kuti,
Brand Nubian,
The New Christs,
Cymande,
The Last Poets,
Aswad,
Quantec,
Bizarre Inc.,
Freddie Wadling,
Warren Ellis,
Excepter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Godley & Creme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Lynne,
The Blues Magoos,
These Immortal Souls,
Procol Harum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grey Daturas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deepchord,
Bob Dylan,
The J.B.'s,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.