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 Namibia and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 Scratch Acid to the disco 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Colin Newman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Pus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Wyatt,
Mandrill,
Jeff Lynne,
Television,
Neil Young,
Accadde A,
Slick Rick,
Q65,
Icehouse,
Pole,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Zapp,
Scrapy,
The Grass Roots,
Royal Trux,
Faust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Delon & Dalcan,
D'Angelo,
Delta 5,
The Fuzztones,
Organ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
New York Dolls,
Main Source,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronan,
Negative Approach,
La Düsseldorf,
cv313,
The J.B.'s,
Vainqueur,
Dennis Brown,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Section 25,
Roxy Music,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rakim,
Visage,
48th St. Collective,
Unwound,
Malaria!,
Buzzcocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Little Man,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Davy DMX,
The Beau Brummels,
The Shadows of Knight,
Carl Craig,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.