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 Georgia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
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 arpeggiator 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 Monks to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Kinks,
The Index,
Soulsonic Force,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Metal Thangz,
The Leaves,
Kas Product,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
James White and The Blacks,
Joe Smooth,
The Fall,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ituana,
Robert Hood,
Marvin Gaye,
Drexciya,
The Divine Comedy,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pop Group,
The Litter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Public Enemy,
Royal Trux,
The Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Agent Orange,
Davy DMX,
Camouflage,
World's Most,
Au Pairs,
One Last Wish,
DJ Style,
the Association,
Aswad,
Jerry's Kids,
Pylon,
Roger Hodgson,
Charles Mingus,
The Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Connie Case,
Scan 7,
Groovy Waters,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rod Modell,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Talk Talk,
The Standells,
Joyce Sims,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Pus,
Scrapy,
Kenny Larkin,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.