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 Ethiopia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 The Leaves to the techno 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
The New Christs,
June of 44,
Hasil Adkins,
Qualms,
Marc Almond,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Icehouse,
Chrome,
Trumans Water,
Warren Ellis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
T. Rex,
Bush Tetras,
Accadde A,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Japan,
Half Japanese,
The Modern Lovers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mummies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Patti Smith,
EPMD,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Toni Rubio,
Moebius,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fire Engines,
Hardrive,
Josef K,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Invisible,
The Cure,
Cheater Slicks,
Dennis Brown,
Tom Boy,
Yusef Lateef,
Terrestrial Tones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spoonie Gee,
The Beau Brummels,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Finger,
Iggy Pop,
New Age Steppers,
Fugazi,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
MC5,
Index,
The Vogues,
Todd Rundgren,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.