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 Ethiopia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Brand Nubian to the dance 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
Buzzcocks,
The Barracudas,
Gichy Dan,
Max Romeo,
Groovy Waters,
Yellowson,
Fear,
Suicide,
Tomorrow,
Livin' Joy,
Negative Approach,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Con Funk Shun,
Model 500,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nils Olav,
Ken Boothe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare,
Rotary Connection,
Don Cherry,
Eve St. Jones,
X-102,
PIL,
The Pretty Things,
the Human League,
Radio Birdman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
10cc,
The Buckinghams,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Godley & Creme,
Jandek,
The Selecter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oneida,
Public Enemy,
Eurythmics,
Funkadelic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jesper Dahlback,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Count Five,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Royal Trux,
UT,
Morten Harket,
Ronan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pierre Henry,
Nick Fraelich,
Arcadia,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sandy B,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.