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 Panama and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camouflage to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Zeros,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Basic Channel,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drexciya,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nirvana,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bang On A Can,
Marc Almond,
Aural Exciters,
Eric Copeland,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oblivians,
Letta Mbulu,
Marvin Gaye,
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
T. Rex,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Moon,
The Fall,
Tommy Roe,
Steve Hackett,
The Human League,
Godley & Creme,
Lower 48,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Juan Atkins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Junior Murvin,
The Slits,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kayak,
Carl Craig,
JFA,
The Buckinghams,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare,
Moss Icon,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Newcleus,
Fluxion,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
EPMD,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deadbeat,
The Durutti Column,
the Bar-Kays,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dual Sessions,
Maleditus Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Depeche Mode,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.