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 Guyana and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
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 Sällskapet to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marshall Jefferson,
Carl Craig,
Visage,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sam Rivers,
the Germs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
A Flock of Seagulls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yaz,
Ultra Naté,
a-ha,
Boz Scaggs,
Lalann,
PIL,
China Crisis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Angels of Light,
The Wake,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Coltrane,
The Gap Band,
R.M.O.,
Main Source,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Steve Hackett,
Bluetip,
June of 44,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boredoms,
Connie Case,
Loose Ends,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Harmonia,
Barry Ungar,
Lightning Bolt,
Angry Samoans,
Eric Dolphy,
Eden Ahbez,
Oneida,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Cybotron,
The Electric Prunes,
F. McDonald,
Fatback Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Darondo,
Gang of Four,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neu!,
Soulsonic Force,
Ten City,
Derrick May,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Zapp,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.