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 Ireland and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
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 Donald Fagen 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 Junior Murvin to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté 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 rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Intrusion,
Erykah Badu,
Joy Division,
MC5,
Liliput,
Average White Band,
Niagra,
Moss Icon,
Terry Callier,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Procol Harum,
The Modern Lovers,
Agitation Free,
The Real Kids,
Public Enemy,
Morten Harket,
Suicide,
Bronski Beat,
Skaos,
Gerry Rafferty,
Oblivians,
ABC,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang of Four,
the Slits,
Joensuu 1685,
Chrome,
The Martian,
Babytalk,
Section 25,
The Cowsills,
Banda Bassotti,
Soul II Soul,
Trumans Water,
Ronnie Foster,
Au Pairs,
The Monks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultra Naté,
Lucky Dragons,
Saccharine Trust,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Yazoo,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Motorama,
Cluster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Görl,
Arthur Verocai,
Kaleidoscope,
Theoretical Girls,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.