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 Ghana and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Warsaw to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
The Move,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
The Monochrome Set,
Ossler,
John Lydon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Colin Newman,
The Electric Prunes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Popol Vuh,
Morten Harket,
Bad Manners,
The Dirtbombs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Michelle Simonal,
Letta Mbulu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Babytalk,
Country Teasers,
Ice-T,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pylon,
Amon Düül,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Wake,
Pharoah Sanders,
Traffic Nightmare,
Al Stewart,
June Days,
Silicon Teens,
Freddie Wadling,
The Black Dice,
PIL,
Royal Trux,
Thompson Twins,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
Carl Craig,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Deadbeat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobby Womack,
Agitation Free,
Kurtis Blow,
The Moody Blues,
Heaven 17,
Mission of Burma,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Parry Music,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.