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 Guatemala and from Manchester.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Icehouse to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Sonic Youth,
Bad Manners,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Flipper,
Arcadia,
Terry Callier,
The Human League,
Pantaleimon,
Basic Channel,
Sällskapet,
Darondo,
Blossom Toes,
The Doors,
Ken Boothe,
Minny Pops,
Boredoms,
Technova,
Moby Grape,
Television Personalities,
Man Parrish,
The Associates,
DJ Style,
Intrusion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hoover,
Y Pants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mark Hollis,
Tom Boy,
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nils Olav,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Michelle Simonal,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Age Steppers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Anthony Braxton,
Andrew Hill,
Ultimate Spinach,
Monks,
The Buckinghams,
Crime,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Womack,
John Lydon,
Rod Modell,
Model 500,
H. Thieme,
Mr. Review,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Residents,
Icehouse,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vainqueur,
Underground Resistance,
Gang Green,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.