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 Israel and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tim Buckley to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Dennis Brown,
The Star Department,
a-ha,
Cheater Slicks,
Colin Newman,
The Cure,
Maurizio,
Bluetip,
John Cale,
Avey Tare,
Wolf Eyes,
Simply Red,
Danielle Patucci,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jawbox,
Warsaw,
Goldenarms,
Pussy Galore,
Electric Prunes,
Schoolly D,
Fat Boys,
The Velvet Underground,
Altered Images,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
MDC,
Can,
The Blackbyrds,
Livin' Joy,
Zero Boys,
the Swans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mandrill,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
kango's stein massive,
Stereo Dub,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dawn Penn,
Slave,
Eden Ahbez,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
ABC,
David Bowie,
Gabor Szabo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Judy Mowatt,
Blake Baxter,
Brothers Johnson,
Make Up,
Fad Gadget,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joe Finger,
Suicide,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.