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 Malta and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
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 mellotron 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 Pole to the disco 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Tom Boy,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Christie,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joensuu 1685,
Althea and Donna,
Sam Rivers,
Ludus,
the Association,
Jeff Lynne,
Henry Cow,
FM Einheit,
The Wake,
Agitation Free,
Slave,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Banda Bassotti,
Schoolly D,
Brothers Johnson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warren Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Soft Cell,
Ohio Players,
Archie Shepp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grauzone,
Cal Tjader,
Rekid,
Mr. Review,
Graham Central Station,
The Gories,
Dual Sessions,
The Cramps,
Aural Exciters,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Green,
Negative Approach,
The Saints,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Victims,
Brick,
Ituana,
Sarah Menescal,
Hardrive,
Moby Grape,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Skatalites,
Eric Dolphy,
Funky Four + One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stiv Bators,
X-Ray Spex,
A Certain Ratio,
Masters at Work,
Babytalk,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.