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 Estonia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Grauzone to the disco 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Rufus Thomas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dawn Penn,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Excepter,
Marine Girls,
Porter Ricks,
Neil Young,
New Order,
Iggy Pop,
Ornette Coleman,
The Electric Prunes,
The Vogues,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
The Victims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ronan,
The Slits,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Arab on Radar,
X-102,
Parry Music,
Quadrant,
Joe Smooth,
The Moody Blues,
Ohio Players,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Spoonie Gee,
Hot Snakes,
Blossom Toes,
A Certain Ratio,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Hood,
Brand Nubian,
ABC,
The Associates,
Moss Icon,
Rotary Connection,
Mr. Review,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Drexciya,
Sixth Finger,
Pantytec,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gun Club,
Organ,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fugs,
These Immortal Souls,
The Walker Brothers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tom Boy,
Monks,
Pulsallama,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.