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 Tuvalu and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Essential Logic to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Zero Boys,
Zapp,
The Evens,
Suburban Knight,
Adolescents,
Parry Music,
T. Rex,
The Techniques,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cameo,
Donny Hathaway,
Derrick May,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Loose Ends,
Eve St. Jones,
Matthew Halsall,
Barrington Levy,
Darondo,
Schoolly D,
The Buckinghams,
Skriet,
Scientists,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultravox,
Rapeman,
Youth Brigade,
The Cure,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed,
Infiniti,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang of Four,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kurtis Blow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Janne Schatter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ornette Coleman,
10cc,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
U.S. Maple,
Fatback Band,
the Sonics,
The J.B.'s,
Stetsasonic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soft Machine,
the Soft Cell,
the Normal,
Wally Richardson,
Bad Manners,
Vladislav Delay,
The Star Department,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eden Ahbez,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.