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 Mongolia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Severed Heads to the rap 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bill Wells,
Mo-Dettes,
Ultra Naté,
Yazoo,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
Bill Near,
the Human League,
Graham Central Station,
Morten Harket,
Intrusion,
Matthew Bourne,
Lindisfarne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cameo,
Kas Product,
Anthony Braxton,
Excepter,
Basic Channel,
Angry Samoans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Supertramp,
Barry Ungar,
Skriet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thompson Twins,
Soul II Soul,
Kayak,
Fluxion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ornette Coleman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cal Tjader,
Make Up,
Moss Icon,
X-101,
Wings,
Negative Approach,
The Techniques,
Whodini,
Rufus Thomas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alice Coltrane,
Duran Duran,
New York Dolls,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
Los Fastidios,
Grauzone,
Lucky Dragons,
X-Ray Spex,
John Foxx,
Von Mondo,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.