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 Botswana and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 ABBA to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Excepter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Matthew Halsall,
Interpol,
New York Dolls,
Black Flag,
ABC,
Eddi Front,
Funky Four + One,
AZ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Agitation Free,
Echospace,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeff Mills,
Guru Guru,
The Fortunes,
Infiniti,
The Offenders,
The Smoke,
Fad Gadget,
Goldenarms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sound Behaviour,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Terry,
The Golliwogs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Althea and Donna,
Rufus Thomas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alison Limerick,
L. Decosne,
The New Christs,
Maleditus Sound,
Kas Product,
Sandy B,
Duran Duran,
The Monochrome Set,
Dark Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
Main Source,
Au Pairs,
Matthew Bourne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cameo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Donny Hathaway,
Spandau Ballet,
Gabor Szabo,
Model 500,
Silicon Teens,
Groovy Waters,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.