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 Syria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Toni Rubio to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Connie Case,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ten City,
Stereo Dub,
Kas Product,
Intrusion,
Matthew Halsall,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joensuu 1685,
Ornette Coleman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Althea and Donna,
Masters at Work,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nico,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Christie,
Minutemen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deadbeat,
The Cramps,
Arcadia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Juan Atkins,
The Residents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jeff Mills,
Ponytail,
Eden Ahbez,
Franke,
A Flock of Seagulls,
L. Decosne,
The Invisible,
The Leaves,
Barrington Levy,
Pere Ubu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
8 Eyed Spy,
Isaac Hayes,
Pierre Henry,
Shoche,
The Sound,
Prince Buster,
Smog,
The Fortunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tommy Roe,
the Association,
Royal Trux,
T.S.O.L.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Wyatt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bronski Beat,
The Modern Lovers,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.