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 Tuvalu and from Halifax.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Marmalade to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Pus,
Amazonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yellowson,
Danielle Patucci,
Alphaville,
Isaac Hayes,
MDC,
A Certain Ratio,
Pantytec,
Fad Gadget,
Sugar Minott,
Drexciya,
The Doobie Brothers,
B.T. Express,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
K-Klass,
Howard Jones,
Shoche,
Gang of Four,
Matthew Bourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mars,
Aloha Tigers,
Ronan,
Neu!,
Fatback Band,
Blossom Toes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tropical Tobacco,
Half Japanese,
The Golliwogs,
The Tremeloes,
Pylon,
Average White Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Sheep,
Swans,
Darondo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crash Course in Science,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Curtis Mayfield,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Slave,
Moebius,
Au Pairs,
Davy DMX,
The Victims,
Brick,
Stereo Dub,
The Slackers,
Franke,
The Sonics,
Liliput,
Aaron Thompson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.