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 Thailand and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Ronan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Fluxion,
The Smoke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nils Olav,
Jerry's Kids,
Loose Ends,
Bang On A Can,
OOIOO,
KRS-One,
Vladislav Delay,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scion,
The Real Kids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ken Boothe,
The Five Americans,
Mark Hollis,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Standells,
Qualms,
The Divine Comedy,
Model 500,
Byron Stingily,
Gabor Szabo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
CMW,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Sheep,
Parry Music,
Scan 7,
Todd Terry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Alison Limerick,
Spandau Ballet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Prince Buster,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Bronski Beat,
Laurel Aitken,
a-ha,
Porter Ricks,
John Lydon,
Faust,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young,
Duran Duran,
The Associates,
Barry Ungar,
June Days,
Arcadia,
The Leaves,
Lakeside,
The Electric Prunes,
Brothers Johnson,
The Grass Roots,
Essential Logic,
The Dead C,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.