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 Kuwait 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 DNA to the jazz 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Morten Harket,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sound Behaviour,
Kerri Chandler,
Rod Modell,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pop Group,
The Busters,
Ralphi Rosario,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Idris Muhammad,
These Immortal Souls,
The Vogues,
D'Angelo,
The American Breed,
Spandau Ballet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Divine Comedy,
Brand Nubian,
Radio Birdman,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Finger,
Gregory Isaacs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dennis Brown,
The Pretty Things,
Y Pants,
Main Source,
Sly & The Family Stone,
T. Rex,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grey Daturas,
Mission of Burma,
Deadbeat,
Outsiders,
The Gap Band,
Derrick May,
Au Pairs,
The Fortunes,
June Days,
AZ,
Essential Logic,
Roxette,
The Neon Judgement,
Bang On A Can,
Q and Not U,
Yusef Lateef,
Simply Red,
Black Sheep,
Donald Byrd,
Andrew Hill,
Brick,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Evens,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.