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 Albania and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Lou Reed 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 Inner City 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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Eurythmics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bob Dylan,
The Stooges,
Marc Almond,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young,
F. McDonald,
Alison Limerick,
Spandau Ballet,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Wyatt,
Slave,
Todd Rundgren,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tim Buckley,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quadrant,
Essential Logic,
Talk Talk,
Aaron Thompson,
Moss Icon,
Malaria!,
The Knickerbockers,
The Tremeloes,
Pere Ubu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Y Pants,
Eric Copeland,
Mad Mike,
Marvin Gaye,
Bootsy Collins,
Inner City,
China Crisis,
Desert Stars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lower 48,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barrington Levy,
Main Source,
Procol Harum,
The Gun Club,
Nick Fraelich,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Womack,
X-101,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cal Tjader,
The Names,
Sister Nancy,
Brick,
Swell Maps,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Niagra,
Josef K,
The Monks,
Wally Richardson,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.