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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kurtis Blow to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Clear Light,
Trumans Water,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiohead,
The Moleskins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delta 5,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fire Engines,
The Monochrome Set,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yellowson,
Altered Images,
Black Flag,
Wally Richardson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Johnny Clarke,
The Dave Clark Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pere Ubu,
Arcadia,
Sonic Youth,
the Germs,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker,
Public Enemy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Delon & Dalcan,
Patti Smith,
Amazonics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nirvana,
The Smoke,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Rundgren,
Roxy Music,
World's Most,
The Misunderstood,
Erykah Badu,
OOIOO,
Q65,
The Divine Comedy,
Chris Corsano,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skriet,
Pagans,
Barrington Levy,
a-ha,
Brass Construction,
Kevin Saunderson,
Suicide,
Symarip,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Star Department,
Althea and Donna,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.