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 Estonia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ 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 Sam Rivers to the grime 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
10cc,
Bob Dylan,
Johnny Clarke,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
Crime,
Bizarre Inc.,
Toni Rubio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fatback Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Style,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Move,
Scrapy,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Foxx,
The Slackers,
James White and The Blacks,
Bill Wells,
The Zeros,
Ronnie Foster,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anakelly,
Skaos,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Star Department,
Pole,
New Order,
Nick Fraelich,
Dave Gahan,
Eurythmics,
The Five Americans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Basic Channel,
Infiniti,
the Association,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thee Headcoats,
Archie Shepp,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donny Hathaway,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Q and Not U,
Alphaville,
Sound Behaviour,
Spandau Ballet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Halsall,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Moon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joy Division,
Slave,
Marmalade,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quantec,
Hashim,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.