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 Australia and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Bananas,
the Human League,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Mills,
Stetsasonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Animal Collective,
Ituana,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Basic Channel,
UT,
Guru Guru,
Lou Christie,
Chrome,
Unwound,
Soulsonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultra Naté,
Reuben Wilson,
the Bar-Kays,
Todd Terry,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Lynne,
The New Christs,
Loose Ends,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Martian,
the Germs,
Eden Ahbez,
Babytalk,
The Doors,
Jandek,
The Neon Judgement,
Barbara Tucker,
Adolescents,
L. Decosne,
Liliput,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Juan Atkins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
48th St. Collective,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scan 7,
E-Dancer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Max Romeo,
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick Morgan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tommy Roe,
Cal Tjader,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.