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 Denmark and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
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 theremin 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 The Doors to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Tomorrow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Country Teasers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mark Hollis,
CMW,
The Shadows of Knight,
Moebius,
The Associates,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Brand Nubian,
Flipper,
Minutemen,
Babytalk,
Dawn Penn,
Michelle Simonal,
Junior Murvin,
Henry Cow,
The Fugs,
DNA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Au Pairs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
John Coltrane,
the Normal,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rufus Thomas,
Sugar Minott,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shuggie Otis,
Q and Not U,
Main Source,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fall,
Popol Vuh,
The Vogues,
Barbara Tucker,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swell Maps,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Last Poets,
Bad Manners,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Pus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pere Ubu,
Nils Olav,
OOIOO,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.