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 Montenegro and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Soul II Soul to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Severed Heads,
Visage,
Nas,
Sparks,
Soft Machine,
Whodini,
Trumans Water,
The Zeros,
Slick Rick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rapeman,
AZ,
Animal Collective,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cecil Taylor,
Index,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Andrew Hill,
Marine Girls,
Pussy Galore,
Goldenarms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Boz Scaggs,
Fela Kuti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mad Mike,
Quadrant,
Marcia Griffiths,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Görl,
Godley & Creme,
MDC,
Siglo XX,
Make Up,
Roxy Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Hoover,
Lalann,
Graham Central Station,
Sound Behaviour,
Lyres,
The Motions,
The Gap Band,
Scratch Acid,
Idris Muhammad,
The Blues Magoos,
The Star Department,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soul II Soul,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grauzone,
Mary Jane Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Laurel Aitken,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Foxx,
Archie Shepp,
Supertramp,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.