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 Ecuador and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Busters to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Crispian St. Peters,
Procol Harum,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New Order,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Human League,
Boredoms,
Ohio Players,
Yusef Lateef,
Pierre Henry,
Clear Light,
Leonard Cohen,
Rufus Thomas,
Monks,
The Skatalites,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Subhumans,
Brick,
Das Ding,
Vainqueur,
Au Pairs,
Michelle Simonal,
Brand Nubian,
Piero Umiliani,
Nils Olav,
Minnie Riperton,
Severed Heads,
The Electric Prunes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fuzztones,
Albert Ayler,
Brothers Johnson,
World's Most,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camberwell Now,
the Sonics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liliput,
Chrome,
Saccharine Trust,
Depeche Mode,
The Dead C,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gerry Rafferty,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mad Mike,
The Motions,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sam Rivers,
Jeff Mills,
The Smiths,
Skarface,
Porter Ricks,
The Searchers,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.