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 Mauritius and from London.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Quadrant to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Absolute Body Control,
E-Dancer,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers,
Joe Finger,
The Litter,
Newcleus,
Maurizio,
Mo-Dettes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sixth Finger,
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
Moby Grape,
Fluxion,
The Blues Magoos,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eric Copeland,
John Holt,
The Raincoats,
The Leaves,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Neon Judgement,
Deepchord,
Metal Thangz,
The Vogues,
Jerry's Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun Ra,
Delta 5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Goldenarms,
June Days,
Electric Prunes,
Patti Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
Terry Callier,
The Five Americans,
Television Personalities,
The Buckinghams,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gun Club,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DJ Style,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ossler,
Eve St. Jones,
One Last Wish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hashim,
Dark Day,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roxy Music,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.