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 Nepal and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cal Tjader to the crunk 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Isaac Hayes,
Parry Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eurythmics,
Technova,
Adolescents,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mandrill,
Steve Hackett,
Von Mondo,
David McCallum,
Television,
Erasure,
The Happenings,
Icehouse,
Flash Fearless,
Joyce Sims,
Junior Murvin,
Cameo,
Sparks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reagan Youth,
Desert Stars,
The Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mark Hollis,
The Slackers,
the Germs,
Kaleidoscope,
Pole,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Wally Richardson,
Bob Dylan,
The Knickerbockers,
Swell Maps,
Patti Smith,
Mantronix,
Mary Jane Girls,
Juan Atkins,
The Star Department,
Joe Smooth,
Amon Düül II,
Nils Olav,
Agitation Free,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mojo Men,
Crispian St. Peters,
Electric Prunes,
The Black Dice,
Slave,
Andrew Hill,
Jandek,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.