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 Libya and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Deakin to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Joy Division,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alton Ellis,
Skarface,
Tres Demented,
Unrelated Segments,
Cameo,
Cluster,
Faust,
Whodini,
The J.B.'s,
Sonic Youth,
Josef K,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Görl,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gabor Szabo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mojo Men,
Au Pairs,
Joyce Sims,
X-102,
The Electric Prunes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scott Walker,
Average White Band,
Section 25,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Walker Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Talk Talk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kas Product,
Hoover,
Accadde A,
Royal Trux,
The American Breed,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
World's Most,
The Grass Roots,
The Wake,
John Lydon,
Tubeway Army,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
cv313,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Connie Case,
Yaz,
T. Rex,
Bluetip,
Sun City Girls,
The Invisible,
Deadbeat,
The Smiths,
The Monochrome Set,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare,
Sugar Minott,
UT,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.