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 Gambia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Lower 48 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Moody Blues,
Subhumans,
The Velvet Underground,
Grauzone,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Starr,
Chris & Cosey,
Second Layer,
Chrome,
Joey Negro,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tres Demented,
cv313,
Sex Pistols,
Sällskapet,
Warren Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
Skarface,
Excepter,
Blancmange,
The Knickerbockers,
Piero Umiliani,
Carl Craig,
Monks,
David Bowie,
Howard Jones,
The Stooges,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lower 48,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Zero Boys,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oblivians,
Jerry's Kids,
Banda Bassotti,
Boredoms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Mummies,
Absolute Body Control,
Robert Wyatt,
JFA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marmalade,
Arcadia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Normal,
Eurythmics,
Hasil Adkins,
Aaron Thompson,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Angels of Light,
Fad Gadget,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Derrick Morgan,
The Buckinghams,
The Gladiators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.