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 India and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scan 7 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Groovy Waters,
CMW,
Crooked Eye,
ABBA,
Darondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spoonie Gee,
Throbbing Gristle,
These Immortal Souls,
Sugar Minott,
Ornette Coleman,
Procol Harum,
The Dirtbombs,
Lightning Bolt,
Flash Fearless,
Donald Byrd,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mummies,
Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
Eden Ahbez,
X-Ray Spex,
Kurtis Blow,
The Electric Prunes,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Selecter,
In Retrospect,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kenny Larkin,
Whodini,
Public Enemy,
Sun Ra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Pus,
The Busters,
Lindisfarne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joey Negro,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-102,
Simply Red,
Rekid,
Visage,
Sixth Finger,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Essential Logic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wally Richardson,
The Misunderstood,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Five Americans,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.