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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Newcleus,
The Last Poets,
Mo-Dettes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Bar-Kays,
Fad Gadget,
Derrick May,
Mars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Smooth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Toni Rubio,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Red Krayola,
Drive Like Jehu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Young Marble Giants,
Supertramp,
Fela Kuti,
Can,
The Real Kids,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ohio Players,
John Coltrane,
Pantytec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronnie Foster,
Camouflage,
Livin' Joy,
Peter & Gordon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Erykah Badu,
Lucky Dragons,
Hashim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Index,
Jacques Brel,
Eurythmics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bob Dylan,
Flash Fearless,
48th St. Collective,
Mad Mike,
The Zeros,
The Smiths,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soul Sonic Force,
Carl Craig,
Bill Wells,
Interpol,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Offenders,
Aswad,
Mandrill,
Nils Olav,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.