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 Malaysia and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deepchord,
Sandy B,
Bang On A Can,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cure,
Supertramp,
Metal Thangz,
The Names,
The Cramps,
Alphaville,
Groovy Waters,
Mad Mike,
The Neon Judgement,
Vainqueur,
The Skatalites,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
The Misunderstood,
Babytalk,
Bauhaus,
The Fortunes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Dead C,
Monolake,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lakeside,
Mark Hollis,
Crooked Eye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Dirtbombs,
Fatback Band,
Robert Görl,
The Offenders,
World's Most,
The Standells,
Davy DMX,
Yusef Lateef,
H. Thieme,
Andrew Hill,
Joe Finger,
Jimmy McGriff,
Theoretical Girls,
X-102,
Yaz,
New Order,
Jawbox,
Deadbeat,
Smog,
B.T. Express,
Albert Ayler,
Swell Maps,
Oneida,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Almond,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dark Day,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.