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 Bhutan and from Glasgow.
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 Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Smoke to the grunge 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron 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?
Ituana,
Bad Manners,
Technova,
Dual Sessions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
Arcadia,
Joe Smooth,
Second Layer,
Can,
Jandek,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radiohead,
Al Stewart,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roxy Music,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Alton Ellis,
Flipper,
The Pop Group,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Names,
Derrick May,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fugazi,
Roxette,
OOIOO,
Marine Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Matthew Halsall,
Pagans,
The Human League,
Dennis Brown,
Camberwell Now,
Junior Murvin,
Altered Images,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
PIL,
Cymande,
Subhumans,
Jerry's Kids,
Skarface,
Brothers Johnson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Spoonie Gee,
Yusef Lateef,
Peter & Gordon,
Traffic Nightmare,
MC5,
Juan Atkins,
The Smoke,
Scientists,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Black Dice,
Swell Maps,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jacob Miller,
a-ha,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.