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 Brazil and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joy Division to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
K-Klass,
Organ,
Peter and Kerry,
Talk Talk,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pere Ubu,
Make Up,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vladislav Delay,
LL Cool J,
Y Pants,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Bush Tetras,
Funky Four + One,
Simply Red,
Black Bananas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Mojo Men,
Zero Boys,
The Buckinghams,
Deepchord,
Albert Ayler,
Absolute Body Control,
New Age Steppers,
Rufus Thomas,
The United States of America,
Rekid,
The Monks,
MC5,
John Cale,
The Martian,
Aural Exciters,
Amon Düül,
Gichy Dan,
Pantaleimon,
Jacob Miller,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Cal Tjader,
Siglo XX,
Moby Grape,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Halsall,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ludus,
Scientists,
Technova,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Warsaw,
Brand Nubian,
Throbbing Gristle,
Niagra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ornette Coleman,
David Axelrod,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barbara Tucker,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.