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 Turkmenistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Chris Corsano to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
The Dead C,
Pagans,
Matthew Halsall,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
The Leaves,
Grey Daturas,
Lungfish,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Evens,
Black Flag,
Sarah Menescal,
The Searchers,
The Velvet Underground,
Dave Gahan,
Camouflage,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Black Dice,
The Toasters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Saccharine Trust,
Gabor Szabo,
Minor Threat,
The Remains,
Susan Cadogan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soft Machine,
EPMD,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Parry Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fluxion,
Peter & Gordon,
Quando Quango,
Bad Manners,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantaleimon,
Lalann,
the Association,
The Standells,
Junior Murvin,
Harpers Bizarre,
The J.B.'s,
Babytalk,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barry Ungar,
Average White Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
Accadde A,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.