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 South and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Audionom to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crime,
Arab on Radar,
Anakelly,
The Barracudas,
Joey Negro,
Motorama,
E-Dancer,
Dave Gahan,
OOIOO,
Mr. Review,
Jeff Mills,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Johnny Clarke,
Babytalk,
Morten Harket,
Todd Rundgren,
Lucky Dragons,
Public Image Ltd.,
AZ,
JFA,
Lindisfarne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Negative Approach,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
June of 44,
Talk Talk,
Danielle Patucci,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ronnie Foster,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun City Girls,
Stereo Dub,
Pagans,
Massinfluence,
Clear Light,
Yusef Lateef,
Flipper,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fugs,
Eric Dolphy,
Harry Pussy,
Fatback Band,
Surgeon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cramps,
Deepchord,
kango's stein massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Todd Terry,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
MDC,
the Association,
Dead Boys,
The Monks,
Lalann,
Rites of Spring,
Royal Trux,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.