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 Fiji and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Saints to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suburban Knight,
FM Einheit,
Marc Almond,
Lalann,
Traffic Nightmare,
Shoche,
Schoolly D,
The Happenings,
Bush Tetras,
Al Stewart,
Gabor Szabo,
Slick Rick,
Todd Terry,
The Dead C,
Trumans Water,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Gang Dance,
Liliput,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wings,
Dennis Brown,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
X-101,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kaleidoscope,
Skarface,
Can,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ken Boothe,
Second Layer,
Black Pus,
48th St. Collective,
Faust,
Joe Smooth,
Easy Going,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terry Callier,
Slave,
Magazine,
Magma,
Brick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Reagan Youth,
Gang Starr,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rosa Yemen,
the Normal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Blossom Toes,
Fela Kuti,
The Leaves,
Jeff Mills,
The Index,
Aloha Tigers,
MC5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.