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 Monaco and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron 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 Jeff Mills to the grunge 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Archie Shepp,
Tom Boy,
Black Flag,
Aural Exciters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rapeman,
T.S.O.L.,
Marshall Jefferson,
FM Einheit,
The Mojo Men,
Los Fastidios,
Brick,
Eddi Front,
Ken Boothe,
Dark Day,
Monks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sugar Minott,
Reagan Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Fugazi,
Massinfluence,
These Immortal Souls,
Goldenarms,
The American Breed,
Niagra,
The Neon Judgement,
Idris Muhammad,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pantaleimon,
The Invisible,
The Dirtbombs,
Bob Dylan,
The Young Rascals,
the Normal,
The Tremeloes,
Visage,
Drexciya,
Bill Near,
The Fire Engines,
Colin Newman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerri Chandler,
Judy Mowatt,
La Düsseldorf,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marc Almond,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
In Retrospect,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rakim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joy Division,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.