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 Kosovo and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet 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 Brass Construction to the dance 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
The Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins,
Technova,
Chris & Cosey,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
Todd Rundgren,
Junior Murvin,
Boredoms,
Pantytec,
Lungfish,
Little Man,
Piero Umiliani,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Sheep,
Josef K,
Malaria!,
Schoolly D,
Kayak,
ABBA,
Prince Buster,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neil Young,
Blossom Toes,
Barrington Levy,
Vladislav Delay,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joey Negro,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bad Manners,
Goldenarms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rapeman,
The Dave Clark Five,
cv313,
Rosa Yemen,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eden Ahbez,
X-Ray Spex,
Iggy Pop,
Second Layer,
Unrelated Segments,
Aloha Tigers,
Pylon,
Juan Atkins,
The Stooges,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sound Behaviour,
Deepchord,
Delon & Dalcan,
Groovy Waters,
Audionom,
Soul II Soul,
Blancmange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stetsasonic,
Swell Maps,
Babytalk,
Radio Birdman,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.