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 Cuba and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Star Department to the rap 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Bush Tetras,
Interpol,
Quantec,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sam Rivers,
Mission of Burma,
Supertramp,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Grass Roots,
Index,
The Wake,
Agitation Free,
Sarah Menescal,
Ralphi Rosario,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Panda Bear,
Anthony Braxton,
Q65,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cluster,
EPMD,
Morten Harket,
Jawbox,
Agent Orange,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Holt,
Harmonia,
T.S.O.L.,
Scan 7,
X-Ray Spex,
Nas,
Laurel Aitken,
Y Pants,
Lakeside,
The Fugs,
Kas Product,
Easy Going,
Johnny Osbourne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marvin Gaye,
Excepter,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marine Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wally Richardson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
the Human League,
10cc,
Neu!,
Ultra Naté,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David McCallum,
Blake Baxter,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.