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 St Lucia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes 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 Howard Jones to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
The Gun Club,
The Techniques,
The Birthday Party,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Intrusion,
Lakeside,
New Age Steppers,
Q65,
The Wake,
Lightning Bolt,
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Hood,
Charles Mingus,
Joey Negro,
Agent Orange,
Kevin Saunderson,
Amon Düül,
Wings,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thompson Twins,
Animal Collective,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dorothy Ashby,
10cc,
The Associates,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Searchers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Black Dice,
The Cure,
Newcleus,
K-Klass,
Drexciya,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Tremeloes,
The Martian,
Kayak,
Saccharine Trust,
Negative Approach,
Interpol,
Yazoo,
Connie Case,
Mr. Review,
DNA,
Davy DMX,
Scan 7,
Steve Hackett,
The Busters,
The Beau Brummels,
Jesper Dahlback,
La Düsseldorf,
Amon Düül II,
Camberwell Now,
OOIOO,
Scientists,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.