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 Brunei and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar 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 Bill Wells to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rekid,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pere Ubu,
the Fania All-Stars,
Shoche,
Procol Harum,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roxette,
John Lydon,
Todd Terry,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric Copeland,
The Neon Judgement,
Erykah Badu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Cramps,
The Techniques,
China Crisis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Quadrant,
Ronan,
Flipper,
Trumans Water,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pylon,
Harry Pussy,
Ohio Players,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-101,
Moss Icon,
Main Source,
The Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Warsaw,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joe Finger,
Flash Fearless,
Joey Negro,
Delta 5,
Babytalk,
DNA,
the Normal,
The Gap Band,
Clear Light,
Sight & Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Enemy,
Kerri Chandler,
Slick Rick,
The Gun Club,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Residents,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Golliwogs,
Theoretical Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.