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 Niger and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Ludus to the disco 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Minutemen,
Archie Shepp,
The Martian,
Carl Craig,
Little Man,
Guru Guru,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blake Baxter,
Panda Bear,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bob Dylan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dawn Penn,
The Raincoats,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sight & Sound,
The Detroit Cobras,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DNA,
Interpol,
Scion,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
Slave,
Alice Coltrane,
David Axelrod,
The Human League,
Howard Jones,
Altered Images,
Hot Snakes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Max Romeo,
The Mummies,
Don Cherry,
The Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Starr,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Make Up,
The Vogues,
Dark Day,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Misunderstood,
The Evens,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
FM Einheit,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops,
Rotary Connection,
Negative Approach,
Amazonics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.