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 Mexico and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ 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 Dave Gahan to the disco 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moss Icon,
Swell Maps,
Aaron Thompson,
Surgeon,
Audionom,
Television,
Maurizio,
Donald Byrd,
Soul II Soul,
Bootsy Collins,
The Stooges,
UT,
Marvin Gaye,
Deadbeat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Index,
Lindisfarne,
Derrick May,
Ronnie Foster,
Bang On A Can,
The Seeds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Moon,
Spandau Ballet,
Pole,
The Standells,
Aloha Tigers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mary Jane Girls,
Average White Band,
Ken Boothe,
Massinfluence,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roger Hodgson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Age Steppers,
Animal Collective,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
La Düsseldorf,
The United States of America,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neil Young,
Rotary Connection,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Grass Roots,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wasted Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Alison Limerick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hashim,
Eddi Front,
Lakeside,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camouflage,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brothers Johnson,
Pylon,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.