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 Andorra and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soulsonic Force to the punk 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Minnie Riperton,
Grey Daturas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Bananas,
Brass Construction,
Vainqueur,
Trumans Water,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Moody Blues,
Skriet,
Jeff Mills,
Main Source,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scratch Acid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Smog,
Lower 48,
David Bowie,
Procol Harum,
Eric Copeland,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
CMW,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pierre Henry,
X-101,
The Gladiators,
Joyce Sims,
Adolescents,
Average White Band,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlback,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gap Band,
Public Enemy,
ABBA,
OOIOO,
The Martian,
Ludus,
Toni Rubio,
Metal Thangz,
The Searchers,
Jeff Lynne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nico,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ohio Players,
Dead Boys,
a-ha,
The Human League,
Spoonie Gee,
Skarface,
LL Cool J,
The Raincoats,
The Beau Brummels,
The Last Poets,
EPMD,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ossler,
The Real Kids,
The Cowsills,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.