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 Malta and from Salvador.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Henry Cow to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
The Monochrome Set,
Section 25,
Matthew Halsall,
U.S. Maple,
K-Klass,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Basic Channel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kayak,
Joy Division,
June of 44,
Harmonia,
The Names,
Harry Pussy,
Brass Construction,
Moebius,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nirvana,
The Doobie Brothers,
Al Stewart,
Ken Boothe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kas Product,
Ohio Players,
Wally Richardson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Moody Blues,
Con Funk Shun,
Bronski Beat,
The Dead C,
Barbara Tucker,
Von Mondo,
Hashim,
Gichy Dan,
Sonny Sharrock,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gap Band,
Au Pairs,
Sällskapet,
Dave Gahan,
Tommy Roe,
cv313,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fuzztones,
Pole,
Trumans Water,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ten City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Todd Terry,
The Vogues,
Sarah Menescal,
Porter Ricks,
Pulsallama,
Sexual Harrassment,
Q and Not U,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.