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 Kyrgyzstan and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Gastr Del Sol to the rock 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Unrelated Segments,
Gil Scott Heron,
Magma,
the Germs,
The Techniques,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Erykah Badu,
Marmalade,
The Litter,
Alton Ellis,
Sällskapet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Toni Rubio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mad Mike,
Swell Maps,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
Eli Mardock,
JFA,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
Nico,
Cymande,
Yellowson,
Bronski Beat,
Visage,
Marc Almond,
K-Klass,
Sugar Minott,
Maurizio,
Simply Red,
Camberwell Now,
Stiv Bators,
The Pretty Things,
The Monks,
Accadde A,
Agitation Free,
The Skatalites,
Goldenarms,
Clear Light,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boz Scaggs,
Sun City Girls,
Rod Modell,
The Cure,
Deakin,
The Seeds,
The Index,
Gastr Del Sol,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fuzztones,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cramps,
Bang On A Can,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.