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 Slovenia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar 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 Harpers Bizarre to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Jesper Dahlback,
Urselle,
Howard Jones,
Man Parrish,
Janne Schatter,
Deadbeat,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hasil Adkins,
Bob Dylan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Connie Case,
Basic Channel,
Piero Umiliani,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Invisible,
Tears for Fears,
Panda Bear,
Black Flag,
The Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
The Last Poets,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marvin Gaye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
Bill Wells,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
Rites of Spring,
The Flesh Eaters,
Warren Ellis,
The Grass Roots,
Camouflage,
Fear,
Pantytec,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Christie,
The J.B.'s,
Circle Jerks,
The Happenings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Althea and Donna,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cure,
Dave Gahan,
Schoolly D,
Monolake,
Loose Ends,
Underground Resistance,
Sister Nancy,
AZ,
H. Thieme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Derrick Morgan,
Motorama,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mummies,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.