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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen,
The Barracudas,
The Velvet Underground,
Spoonie Gee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Junior Murvin,
Piero Umiliani,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Busters,
Marine Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Five Americans,
the Slits,
The Grass Roots,
R.M.O.,
James White and The Blacks,
Maleditus Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
Iggy Pop,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Average White Band,
John Cale,
Man Parrish,
Crime,
Model 500,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MDC,
Freddie Wadling,
Buzzcocks,
Masters at Work,
Blossom Toes,
A Certain Ratio,
Derrick May,
Tres Demented,
Ohio Players,
The Toasters,
Dennis Brown,
Rotary Connection,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erykah Badu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tears for Fears,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lungfish,
Rekid,
Avey Tare,
Das Ding,
Arthur Verocai,
Q and Not U,
Black Bananas,
Section 25,
Stiv Bators,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.