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 Latvia and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Organ to the rap 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hot Snakes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pole,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roy Ayers,
Newcleus,
Erasure,
Brick,
The Doors,
Kaleidoscope,
the Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
Fort Wilson Riot,
E-Dancer,
Gang Gang Dance,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wolf Eyes,
Silicon Teens,
Gichy Dan,
KRS-One,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Golliwogs,
the Germs,
Sun City Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Glenn Branca,
Wally Richardson,
The Black Dice,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jacob Miller,
UT,
The Techniques,
Bluetip,
Make Up,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Niagra,
Goldenarms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Moon,
The Toasters,
Cal Tjader,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fad Gadget,
Youth Brigade,
10cc,
Deadbeat,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cramps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
Boz Scaggs,
Tomorrow,
Yaz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerrie Biddell,
Masters at Work,
Suicide,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.