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 Pakistan and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
MDC,
Saccharine Trust,
Minor Threat,
Au Pairs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Subhumans,
Gang Green,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Inner City,
Index,
Deakin,
The Dead C,
Pagans,
The Martian,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swans,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
48th St. Collective,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lower 48,
Junior Murvin,
The Grass Roots,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Loose Ends,
Average White Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Suburban Knight,
The Techniques,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Adolescents,
X-102,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Silicon Teens,
Con Funk Shun,
Davy DMX,
Scientists,
Japan,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cramps,
The Index,
Public Enemy,
The Blues Magoos,
Josef K,
Kas Product,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.