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 Estonia and from London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Sixth Finger to the funk 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Faust,
U.S. Maple,
Swell Maps,
Donny Hathaway,
Hashim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kas Product,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sugar Minott,
Rekid,
David Axelrod,
Half Japanese,
LL Cool J,
Funkadelic,
Lyres,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blake Baxter,
John Cale,
Interpol,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skriet,
John Foxx,
Funky Four + One,
The Birthday Party,
The Fugs,
Bobby Sherman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Make Up,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soul II Soul,
The Kinks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Patti Smith,
The Blackbyrds,
Jerry's Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiopuhelimet,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
Accadde A,
Ten City,
Yellowson,
Technova,
Marc Almond,
Television,
Kenny Larkin,
Livin' Joy,
OOIOO,
Tropical Tobacco,
Leonard Cohen,
Second Layer,
Black Moon,
Outsiders,
Joe Smooth,
Donald Byrd,
The Litter,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.