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 Bolivia and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Letta Mbulu to the jazz 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Monks,
Godley & Creme,
Cal Tjader,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Doors,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker,
Motorama,
Technova,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lower 48,
The Young Rascals,
Kas Product,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Thompson Twins,
Black Sheep,
Eve St. Jones,
Cameo,
Andrew Hill,
Duran Duran,
Absolute Body Control,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Tremeloes,
The Vogues,
Carl Craig,
Lungfish,
the Association,
ABC,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soft Cell,
Sandy B,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MC5,
Nirvana,
Schoolly D,
Bad Manners,
The Music Machine,
The Residents,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tubeway Army,
Spandau Ballet,
Chrome,
Kurtis Blow,
Rakim,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Joe Smooth,
Panda Bear,
Toni Rubio,
Roy Ayers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Model 500,
Royal Trux,
Lee Hazlewood,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.