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 Dominica and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the punk 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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Sheep,
Avey Tare,
DNA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Music Machine,
Icehouse,
Deakin,
Bill Near,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bronski Beat,
Joe Finger,
The Toasters,
Underground Resistance,
Ralphi Rosario,
This Heat,
Max Romeo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Martian,
Accadde A,
Warsaw,
Blancmange,
Gong,
Radiohead,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
David McCallum,
June of 44,
Gang Starr,
The Slackers,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nils Olav,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Smog,
Gang Green,
Marmalade,
Suburban Knight,
Yazoo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ossler,
Funky Four + One,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barry Ungar,
Shuggie Otis,
The Beau Brummels,
Interpol,
Sound Behaviour,
La Düsseldorf,
Can,
Piero Umiliani,
Visage,
Sarah Menescal,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.