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 Kuwait and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Holger Czukay 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 Harmonia to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Ice-T,
Siglo XX,
Todd Rundgren,
Crime,
The Five Americans,
Wally Richardson,
Brothers Johnson,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare,
the Soft Cell,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Pretty Things,
Easy Going,
Ken Boothe,
Technova,
Isaac Hayes,
Steve Hackett,
Echospace,
the Germs,
Ossler,
Khruangbin,
Warren Ellis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Bananas,
Terry Callier,
Eric Dolphy,
Subhumans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reagan Youth,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Wyatt,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
Whodini,
Radiopuhelimet,
New Order,
Model 500,
Toni Rubio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Slick Rick,
Section 25,
Mark Hollis,
Prince Buster,
Au Pairs,
The Invisible,
The Gladiators,
David Axelrod,
Loose Ends,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sandy B,
The Raincoats,
ABBA,
The Doors,
Gang Starr,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Metal Thangz,
Inner City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ponytail,
Mandrill,
Radiohead,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.