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 Bahrain and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Essential Logic to the grunge 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Smog,
Basic Channel,
Yusef Lateef,
The Electric Prunes,
Ponytail,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Golliwogs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dennis Brown,
The Misunderstood,
Connie Case,
The Pop Group,
Derrick May,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bluetip,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Suicide,
The Angels of Light,
Subhumans,
The Seeds,
Pole,
Franke,
A Certain Ratio,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiohead,
L. Decosne,
Sister Nancy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Roger Hodgson,
Tres Demented,
Byron Stingily,
Kurtis Blow,
Roxy Music,
Public Enemy,
K-Klass,
Joe Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Starr,
Ten City,
Neil Young,
John Foxx,
The Knickerbockers,
The Grass Roots,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Five Americans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sonics,
The Cure,
The Busters,
10cc,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wire,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.