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 Sierra Leone and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Blancmange,
The Fuzztones,
Porter Ricks,
Young Marble Giants,
Marmalade,
Deakin,
the Slits,
Barbara Tucker,
Althea and Donna,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Leonard Cohen,
Bob Dylan,
Lyres,
Goldenarms,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Moon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moleskins,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Flipper,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kas Product,
The Neon Judgement,
Robert Wyatt,
Eddi Front,
Mark Hollis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grey Daturas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Little Man,
Cecil Taylor,
The Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fortunes,
The Dirtbombs,
Popol Vuh,
Bush Tetras,
Reagan Youth,
Negative Approach,
Ituana,
One Last Wish,
Minutemen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boredoms,
Magma,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hoover,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Infiniti,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.