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 Ukraine and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Yusef Lateef to the crunk 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lucky Dragons,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
Sight & Sound,
The Cure,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
E-Dancer,
Reagan Youth,
Intrusion,
Shuggie Otis,
Jandek,
the Bar-Kays,
Aswad,
Youth Brigade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Man Parrish,
Tim Buckley,
Unrelated Segments,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gun Club,
Gabor Szabo,
Sugar Minott,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aural Exciters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ten City,
Bush Tetras,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erasure,
Magazine,
the Germs,
Marc Almond,
Fat Boys,
Gong,
Echospace,
Cameo,
Desert Stars,
EPMD,
Country Teasers,
New Age Steppers,
The Fuzztones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gladiators,
Wolf Eyes,
Minor Threat,
Silicon Teens,
The Victims,
Gang of Four,
Masters at Work,
Hardrive,
Hoover,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Sheep,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.