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 Sri Lanka and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Todd Rundgren 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Andrew Hill,
Y Pants,
Yellowson,
Motorama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marshall Jefferson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wolf Eyes,
Gichy Dan,
Marine Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
FM Einheit,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Kinks,
These Immortal Souls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Severed Heads,
DJ Style,
Scratch Acid,
Quantec,
The Raincoats,
Ice-T,
One Last Wish,
Charles Mingus,
Althea and Donna,
Metal Thangz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Groovy Waters,
Blancmange,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Babytalk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Womack,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
The Offenders,
Fela Kuti,
Letta Mbulu,
The Monks,
Gong,
Lee Hazlewood,
PIL,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bronski Beat,
Minutemen,
Marvin Gaye,
Nils Olav,
Mark Hollis,
Roy Ayers,
Sister Nancy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sex Pistols,
The Vogues,
Eve St. Jones,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.