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 Haiti and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 The Litter to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ronnie Foster,
Agitation Free,
Tim Buckley,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Busters,
The Gories,
Brass Construction,
Man Parrish,
The Tremeloes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
E-Dancer,
Unrelated Segments,
Zero Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
Slave,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cowsills,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Theoretical Girls,
Lou Reed,
The Fire Engines,
a-ha,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ten City,
Kool Moe Dee,
One Last Wish,
Cameo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flash Fearless,
The Detroit Cobras,
Interpol,
Alphaville,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gap Band,
Aural Exciters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Prince Buster,
Sällskapet,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kas Product,
Sarah Menescal,
Althea and Donna,
Godley & Creme,
Pagans,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Colin Newman,
R.M.O.,
Arcadia,
Ludus,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.