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 Maldives and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Sight & Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Donny Hathaway,
Rotary Connection,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eric Copeland,
Crispy Ambulance,
Althea and Donna,
The Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Severed Heads,
T.S.O.L.,
John Holt,
The Martian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rapeman,
Robert Görl,
Darondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Association,
The J.B.'s,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bill Near,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Idris Muhammad,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minnie Riperton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Move,
Radio Birdman,
The Moody Blues,
The Sonics,
The Beau Brummels,
Angry Samoans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Max Romeo,
Average White Band,
The Golliwogs,
The Divine Comedy,
The Music Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
The Dead C,
Los Fastidios,
Country Teasers,
DJ Style,
The Techniques,
The Skatalites,
Essential Logic,
The Grass Roots,
cv313,
Pagans,
Barrington Levy,
The Fortunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.