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 Madagascar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 CMW to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donald Byrd,
UT,
Blake Baxter,
The Gories,
Tubeway Army,
DJ Style,
Juan Atkins,
Albert Ayler,
cv313,
Black Moon,
Pulsallama,
Sarah Menescal,
Cal Tjader,
The Cure,
Brand Nubian,
Jawbox,
Cluster,
Electric Prunes,
Zapp,
DNA,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Byrd,
Yaz,
Kenny Larkin,
Negative Approach,
Motorama,
Scratch Acid,
Bronski Beat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
Althea and Donna,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Half Japanese,
Mandrill,
Grey Daturas,
Archie Shepp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter and Kerry,
the Germs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monochrome Set,
R.M.O.,
Delta 5,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pantytec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Don Cherry,
Yellowson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alison Limerick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Isaac Hayes,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.