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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kaleidoscope to the dance 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Godley & Creme,
Flamin' Groovies,
Popol Vuh,
Lindisfarne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Quando Quango,
Nico,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yellowson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
cv313,
Marcia Griffiths,
Amazonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
Motorama,
Piero Umiliani,
Reagan Youth,
the Sonics,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boz Scaggs,
Gabor Szabo,
The Associates,
Robert Görl,
Aswad,
Wire,
Barry Ungar,
June Days,
Sight & Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Simply Red,
Magazine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Symarip,
Alphaville,
The Dirtbombs,
Althea and Donna,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cure,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rosa Yemen,
Blossom Toes,
La Düsseldorf,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Drexciya,
The Dead C,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Style,
K-Klass,
Man Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.