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 Jordan and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ 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 DJ Sneak to the rock 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Terry,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Outsiders,
Sam Rivers,
a-ha,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
Goldenarms,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Buckinghams,
Graham Central Station,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Starr,
Flash Fearless,
Derrick Morgan,
Duran Duran,
Iggy Pop,
Glenn Branca,
Michelle Simonal,
Niagra,
Freddie Wadling,
The Associates,
The Sound,
Simply Red,
Quadrant,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DNA,
The Victims,
Agitation Free,
Steve Hackett,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Music Machine,
Television,
Drive Like Jehu,
Q and Not U,
K-Klass,
Terry Callier,
Harpers Bizarre,
Delta 5,
Lower 48,
Das Ding,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
R.M.O.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Adolescents,
Sixth Finger,
Soul Sonic Force,
Excepter,
Trumans Water,
Chris Corsano,
Grauzone,
Procol Harum,
Eli Mardock,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roy Ayers,
Youth Brigade,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.