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 Guatemala and from Bologna.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Brothers Johnson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Metal Thangz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
China Crisis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yaz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thee Headcoats,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Liliput,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gap Band,
Skaos,
Niagra,
Intrusion,
Anthony Braxton,
Negative Approach,
Radiohead,
Roy Ayers,
Mr. Review,
Rakim,
The Pretty Things,
The Mummies,
Dark Day,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Womack,
Newcleus,
Mantronix,
The Evens,
Don Cherry,
Ice-T,
PIL,
Arab on Radar,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visage,
Soulsonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nirvana,
The Cramps,
Black Moon,
The Buckinghams,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Little Man,
Agent Orange,
Josef K,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Searchers,
Rekid,
Mo-Dettes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Porter Ricks,
Easy Going,
The Vogues,
Quando Quango,
Sonny Sharrock,
Terry Callier,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.