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 Venezuela and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Alison Limerick to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bizarre Inc.,
Unwound,
Subhumans,
Aswad,
Cecil Taylor,
Jawbox,
Judy Mowatt,
Spoonie Gee,
the Fania All-Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Birthday Party,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scrapy,
Black Flag,
Hot Snakes,
Organ,
Model 500,
Davy DMX,
The Smoke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mantronix,
The Blackbyrds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
Monks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lower 48,
Donald Byrd,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mars,
Eric Dolphy,
Basic Channel,
Lindisfarne,
The Offenders,
Franke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Faust,
8 Eyed Spy,
Agent Orange,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fela Kuti,
Black Bananas,
Blake Baxter,
Sixth Finger,
Niagra,
Dennis Brown,
Cybotron,
LL Cool J,
Johnny Osbourne,
These Immortal Souls,
The Standells,
Bluetip,
Japan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Clear Light,
Maleditus Sound,
Althea and Donna,
Nirvana,
Pierre Henry,
Erykah Badu,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.