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 Gabon and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bauhaus to the rap 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Infiniti,
Negative Approach,
The Monks,
Funkadelic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joyce Sims,
Bauhaus,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Doors,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Smooth,
Gong,
Guru Guru,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joey Negro,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Vogues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronan,
Livin' Joy,
Brothers Johnson,
The Misunderstood,
OOIOO,
The Fuzztones,
Pagans,
Schoolly D,
World's Most,
Al Stewart,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mars,
Delta 5,
Boz Scaggs,
Johnny Clarke,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Residents,
Scott Walker,
Wolf Eyes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yusef Lateef,
John Holt,
Soft Machine,
The Kinks,
the Association,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Metal Thangz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tom Boy,
Clear Light,
The Alarm Clocks,
Los Fastidios,
Joensuu 1685,
Deadbeat,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.