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 Togo and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ralphi Rosario to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Oblivians,
Dennis Brown,
Todd Terry,
Amazonics,
Lungfish,
Bobby Byrd,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fat Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
Vladislav Delay,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pylon,
Judy Mowatt,
Trumans Water,
Hoover,
Chris & Cosey,
The Music Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ossler,
Con Funk Shun,
Dead Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cowsills,
the Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camberwell Now,
Crispy Ambulance,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Index,
Peter & Gordon,
Skriet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Theoretical Girls,
The Remains,
The Misunderstood,
Scott Walker,
Ultravox,
Siglo XX,
Alphaville,
Freddie Wadling,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Main Source,
Cecil Taylor,
The Victims,
Rapeman,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Bowie,
Arab on Radar,
Avey Tare,
Arcadia,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Christie,
Livin' Joy,
The Toasters,
Jeff Lynne,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.