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 Lithuania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin 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 Simply Red to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Easy Going,
Gastr Del Sol,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Negative Approach,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chrome,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Real Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bill Near,
JFA,
Sarah Menescal,
Joy Division,
Letta Mbulu,
The New Christs,
Bush Tetras,
John Coltrane,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Fraelich,
Circle Jerks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Cluster,
The Victims,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cowsills,
Jacob Miller,
Sun Ra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
R.M.O.,
Connie Case,
Robert Wyatt,
Outsiders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
John Holt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mad Mike,
June of 44,
Fatback Band,
Metal Thangz,
The Moody Blues,
The Count Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vainqueur,
Moss Icon,
L. Decosne,
Agitation Free,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pantaleimon,
Minutemen,
Pharoah Sanders,
Derrick Morgan,
Derrick May,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.