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 Dominican Republic and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 D'Angelo to the jazz 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Eli Mardock,
In Retrospect,
Basic Channel,
Fluxion,
Arthur Verocai,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moebius,
Scientists,
Nation of Ulysses,
Harmonia,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Bananas,
The Blackbyrds,
The American Breed,
Quadrant,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Archie Shepp,
Moss Icon,
David Bowie,
Black Moon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Essential Logic,
T. Rex,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sex Pistols,
Quantec,
Agitation Free,
David Axelrod,
Skriet,
Swell Maps,
Althea and Donna,
Ten City,
Rod Modell,
Silicon Teens,
June of 44,
Rhythm & Sound,
CMW,
The Kinks,
Pagans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pylon,
China Crisis,
Royal Trux,
Maurizio,
Tears for Fears,
Delta 5,
Lower 48,
Skaos,
The Raincoats,
Sparks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Little Man,
Terry Callier,
The Mojo Men,
Todd Terry,
The Shadows of Knight,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.