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 Marshall Islands and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Lou Reed 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 The Neon Judgement to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Babytalk,
Easy Going,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zapp,
Rapeman,
Jacques Brel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Real Kids,
Janne Schatter,
David McCallum,
Nik Kershaw,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gap Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scan 7,
New Age Steppers,
Delta 5,
Adolescents,
X-Ray Spex,
The Remains,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Zero Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Sherman,
Pussy Galore,
Excepter,
Second Layer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barrington Levy,
Steve Hackett,
Wings,
Mandrill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mars,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Rundgren,
X-102,
Sparks,
A Certain Ratio,
Oneida,
Black Moon,
Outsiders,
Dennis Brown,
Black Pus,
Moss Icon,
Ohio Players,
Audionom,
Warren Ellis,
Animal Collective,
Shoche,
OOIOO,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Machine,
Unwound,
Donald Byrd,
David Bowie,
Pierre Henry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.