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 China and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roy Ayers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Ice-T,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Franke,
Swell Maps,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Infiniti,
Black Flag,
Eden Ahbez,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Pop Group,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cheater Slicks,
Joe Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gories,
Skriet,
The Leaves,
Prince Buster,
Excepter,
The Black Dice,
Shuggie Otis,
Rosa Yemen,
X-102,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Altered Images,
Cecil Taylor,
Whodini,
Erasure,
China Crisis,
Letta Mbulu,
Inner City,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
Dawn Penn,
Robert Hood,
FM Einheit,
Smog,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fatback Band,
Amon Düül,
Parry Music,
Morten Harket,
Laurel Aitken,
Fela Kuti,
Bill Near,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Organ,
Gang Green,
Banda Bassotti,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Junior Murvin,
Urselle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suicide,
Qualms,
Derrick May,
The Beau Brummels,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.