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 Peru and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Cecil Taylor to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lightning Bolt,
Brothers Johnson,
The Offenders,
Todd Terry,
The Busters,
Ornette Coleman,
This Heat,
Organ,
The Slackers,
The Gap Band,
Clear Light,
Monolake,
Rod Modell,
Al Stewart,
Section 25,
John Cale,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David Axelrod,
Peter and Kerry,
The Birthday Party,
Unwound,
Soulsonic Force,
Flipper,
The Kinks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Moody Blues,
Icehouse,
Pet Shop Boys,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moss Icon,
The Modern Lovers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Massinfluence,
The Walker Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed,
Black Moon,
The Real Kids,
Johnny Osbourne,
Shoche,
The Music Machine,
Delta 5,
Todd Rundgren,
Nils Olav,
Jandek,
The Five Americans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alice Coltrane,
Basic Channel,
Electric Prunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
kango's stein massive,
Youth Brigade,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.