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 Saudi Arabia and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Heaven 17 to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sister Nancy,
Rufus Thomas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Star Department,
Ken Boothe,
Kerri Chandler,
Slick Rick,
Agitation Free,
The Black Dice,
Negative Approach,
Das Ding,
Warren Ellis,
Drexciya,
Eurythmics,
Chrome,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
Essential Logic,
a-ha,
Sarah Menescal,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Copeland,
Tom Boy,
Dave Gahan,
Eden Ahbez,
Bronski Beat,
Donny Hathaway,
The Birthday Party,
Terrestrial Tones,
Peter & Gordon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monolake,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Selecter,
DJ Sneak,
Roxy Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Make Up,
The Leaves,
Crooked Eye,
the Human League,
Bush Tetras,
John Coltrane,
Mr. Review,
Roy Ayers,
Max Romeo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Andrew Hill,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Surgeon,
Dark Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric B and Rakim,
KRS-One,
Tomorrow,
Youth Brigade,
Boz Scaggs,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.