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 Comoros and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord 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 Q and Not U to the rock 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Negative Approach,
Cameo,
The Remains,
The Slackers,
Fugazi,
The Monks,
Lou Christie,
Quando Quango,
Judy Mowatt,
Letta Mbulu,
The Real Kids,
The Modern Lovers,
Aswad,
Soul II Soul,
Nirvana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soulsonic Force,
Mo-Dettes,
John Holt,
Kaleidoscope,
June Days,
Harry Pussy,
Pere Ubu,
Terrestrial Tones,
K-Klass,
Bizarre Inc.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Hood,
Unwound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bauhaus,
Steve Hackett,
The Doobie Brothers,
Visage,
Gong,
Dennis Brown,
New Order,
June of 44,
Tubeway Army,
The Dirtbombs,
Barry Ungar,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Monks,
Bobby Byrd,
the Normal,
Tears for Fears,
Absolute Body Control,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grey Daturas,
Joyce Sims,
Jimmy McGriff,
OOIOO,
Laurel Aitken,
Ralphi Rosario,
Glenn Branca,
Dead Boys,
Carl Craig,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.