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 Vanuatu and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mad Mike to the crunk 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
The Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cameo,
Slave,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nico,
Whodini,
Toni Rubio,
Chris & Cosey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Easy Going,
ABC,
Aural Exciters,
Bluetip,
Newcleus,
Make Up,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Big Daddy Kane,
The United States of America,
The Blackbyrds,
Howard Jones,
The Sonics,
Soft Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Evens,
Agent Orange,
Judy Mowatt,
Second Layer,
New Order,
Robert Wyatt,
The Detroit Cobras,
LL Cool J,
Monolake,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Kinks,
Fat Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Charles Mingus,
Lower 48,
Television Personalities,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rekid,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Busters,
Steve Hackett,
Von Mondo,
R.M.O.,
Sam Rivers,
Patti Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.