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 Peru and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 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 8 Eyed Spy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hardrive,
Qualms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Associates,
Nas,
Flash Fearless,
Circle Jerks,
Bang On A Can,
The Tremeloes,
Monks,
Peter & Gordon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radio Birdman,
LL Cool J,
Panda Bear,
Organ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scion,
The Trojans,
Joyce Sims,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jawbox,
Fatback Band,
Quadrant,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Index,
Yusef Lateef,
Pole,
Eric Dolphy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cameo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tom Boy,
Yellowson,
Bootsy Collins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Little Man,
Tres Demented,
Jacob Miller,
The Litter,
Sun City Girls,
Sparks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rod Modell,
The Selecter,
T.S.O.L.,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mandrill,
Todd Rundgren,
Camberwell Now,
EPMD,
Second Layer,
Ultra Naté,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June of 44,
Public Enemy,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.