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 Georgia and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Althea and Donna,
Sparks,
Brothers Johnson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rakim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Moss Icon,
Tom Boy,
Sandy B,
The Trojans,
The Modern Lovers,
Fat Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hashim,
kango's stein massive,
The Velvet Underground,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pagans,
Vainqueur,
Alton Ellis,
The Count Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Youth Brigade,
The Blues Magoos,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Juan Atkins,
Audionom,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yazoo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Buzzcocks,
Morten Harket,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lower 48,
Liliput,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Mills,
Charles Mingus,
The Busters,
Agitation Free,
The Remains,
The Leaves,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unwound,
Sugar Minott,
The Dirtbombs,
Sound Behaviour,
Cecil Taylor,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roxette,
Harmonia,
The Divine Comedy,
Lucky Dragons,
T. Rex,
Crispian St. Peters,
Royal Trux,
Dark Day,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.