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 St Lucia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quantec to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Soulsonic Force,
Derrick May,
Sex Pistols,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Red Krayola,
Radiopuhelimet,
Newcleus,
Rod Modell,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
Pole,
Scientists,
Connie Case,
Oblivians,
Bill Wells,
The Gun Club,
Public Enemy,
Tubeway Army,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Al Stewart,
Technova,
Drexciya,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Associates,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Zeros,
Gichy Dan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
cv313,
Hashim,
Cecil Taylor,
Bootsy Collins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
a-ha,
Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
Khruangbin,
Maleditus Sound,
Average White Band,
David McCallum,
The Moleskins,
JFA,
Sarah Menescal,
Slick Rick,
The Seeds,
Country Teasers,
the Association,
The Cowsills,
Danielle Patucci,
Section 25,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fortunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Velvet Underground,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.