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 Somalia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator 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 Isaac Hayes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a spring reverb and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Robert Wyatt,
Lyres,
Amazonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marvin Gaye,
Porter Ricks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camberwell Now,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Country Teasers,
The Dirtbombs,
Matthew Bourne,
Dave Gahan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Public Enemy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Arab on Radar,
Whodini,
Royal Trux,
The Mummies,
Nils Olav,
Suburban Knight,
Aaron Thompson,
MC5,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fall,
Quando Quango,
Nick Fraelich,
Barrington Levy,
Dennis Brown,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nirvana,
Talk Talk,
Pere Ubu,
Essential Logic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Foxx,
Maleditus Sound,
The Kinks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultra Naté,
Stereo Dub,
Sonic Youth,
Siglo XX,
Maurizio,
Josef K,
Tomorrow,
The Pop Group,
The Victims,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
UT,
The Smiths,
Main Source,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bootsy Collins,
The Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gladiators,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.