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 New Zealand and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Subhumans,
cv313,
Pere Ubu,
10cc,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The J.B.'s,
Negative Approach,
Junior Murvin,
Dennis Brown,
The Count Five,
La Düsseldorf,
Section 25,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronan,
June Days,
Fela Kuti,
Scratch Acid,
T.S.O.L.,
Fad Gadget,
Sugar Minott,
Yaz,
Roy Ayers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magazine,
The Techniques,
Bob Dylan,
Moby Grape,
Au Pairs,
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young,
ABC,
Fifty Foot Hose,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Trojans,
Stereo Dub,
Accadde A,
Camberwell Now,
Massinfluence,
The Fall,
Yellowson,
Magma,
Mandrill,
Althea and Donna,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacques Brel,
Ten City,
Sällskapet,
Black Moon,
Talk Talk,
Buzzcocks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fugs,
Kayak,
The Fire Engines,
UT,
Parry Music,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.