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 Korea North and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Philadelphia.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Theoretical Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
H. Thieme,
Drexciya,
D'Angelo,
Average White Band,
Anakelly,
Laurel Aitken,
Liliput,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Warren Ellis,
Alphaville,
T. Rex,
The Moleskins,
Porter Ricks,
Deadbeat,
The Misunderstood,
Hasil Adkins,
Eve St. Jones,
The Pretty Things,
Throbbing Gristle,
cv313,
David McCallum,
Easy Going,
Jacob Miller,
The Monks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crash Course in Science,
Brick,
Neu!,
Barrington Levy,
the Human League,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Trumans Water,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Circle Jerks,
Juan Atkins,
Soft Cell,
Rod Modell,
Urselle,
Minny Pops,
Arcadia,
Nas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
The Modern Lovers,
The New Christs,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Moon,
Zapp,
Metal Thangz,
Ludus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Duran Duran,
Bang On A Can,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.