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 Korea South and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Michael McDonald 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 ABBA to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
the Human League,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
the Association,
B.T. Express,
Robert Görl,
The Smiths,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sister Nancy,
Derrick Morgan,
Hashim,
Neil Young,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Skatalites,
Jandek,
The American Breed,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Real Kids,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doors,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gladiators,
Leonard Cohen,
Pole,
The Golliwogs,
Babytalk,
Kaleidoscope,
Sex Pistols,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fatback Band,
Mr. Review,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eli Mardock,
Goldenarms,
Rufus Thomas,
Franke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Skarface,
Scion,
Danielle Patucci,
Underground Resistance,
Pierre Henry,
Donald Byrd,
The Zeros,
Massinfluence,
EPMD,
June Days,
CMW,
Talk Talk,
Janne Schatter,
Depeche Mode,
In Retrospect,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stiv Bators,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Byron Stingily,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.