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 Burkina and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Nas to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pere Ubu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Durutti Column,
Ituana,
Sam Rivers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Grey Daturas,
Gang of Four,
MDC,
Smog,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mark Hollis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Almond,
The Move,
Skaos,
Bang On A Can,
Moby Grape,
Connie Case,
Vainqueur,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Icehouse,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Raincoats,
Clear Light,
The Selecter,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
The Seeds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sugar Minott,
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fall,
Wolf Eyes,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker,
the Normal,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hardrive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultra Naté,
Ponytail,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter and Kerry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marshall Jefferson,
The United States of America,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.