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 Macedonia 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Yazoo to the rap 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Motorama,
KRS-One,
Amon Düül,
Graham Central Station,
Fluxion,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ituana,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gories,
Quantec,
CMW,
Simply Red,
Babytalk,
Brass Construction,
Cecil Taylor,
Y Pants,
The Blackbyrds,
Japan,
Grauzone,
Hashim,
Pharoah Sanders,
Youth Brigade,
The Neon Judgement,
Arab on Radar,
The Gladiators,
Judy Mowatt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Davy DMX,
The Wake,
Fatback Band,
Arcadia,
Lalann,
Deepchord,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dark Day,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Holt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Michelle Simonal,
The Monks,
Duran Duran,
Kurtis Blow,
The Leaves,
Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
The J.B.'s,
Oblivians,
The Mummies,
E-Dancer,
The Sonics,
Howard Jones,
Joy Division,
Massinfluence,
Tres Demented,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Danielle Patucci,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mandrill,
Bobby Womack,
Soul Sonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.