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 Palau and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Animal Collective to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Shuggie Otis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Delta 5,
Joe Finger,
Los Fastidios,
Grey Daturas,
Barbara Tucker,
Reuben Wilson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brand Nubian,
PIL,
Chrome,
the Slits,
Lou Reed,
Moss Icon,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Durutti Column,
E-Dancer,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
The Standells,
Archie Shepp,
Agitation Free,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sex Pistols,
Moby Grape,
Jacques Brel,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell,
Sandy B,
The Kinks,
New York Dolls,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Rekid,
Radio Birdman,
Yellowson,
Scan 7,
Silicon Teens,
Jeru the Damaja,
Siglo XX,
The Doors,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Axelrod,
Tommy Roe,
Godley & Creme,
Wings,
Bauhaus,
The Golliwogs,
Thee Headcoats,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Wells,
James Chance & The Contortions,
K-Klass,
Crime,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.