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 Bahamas and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 H. Thieme to the jazz 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Rapeman,
Ossler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Judy Mowatt,
The Blues Magoos,
Sixth Finger,
Delta 5,
Ralphi Rosario,
MC5,
Blake Baxter,
The Five Americans,
Royal Trux,
Sound Behaviour,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sparks,
The Human League,
Todd Terry,
Pantaleimon,
Funky Four + One,
Gregory Isaacs,
Reagan Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Joyce Sims,
Crash Course in Science,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tim Buckley,
Peter & Gordon,
Smog,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wolf Eyes,
Heaven 17,
Jandek,
Country Joe & The Fish,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Lynne,
The Names,
Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fugs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mr. Review,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bootsy Collins,
the Slits,
Alice Coltrane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
This Heat,
The United States of America,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Flag,
Traffic Nightmare,
Moby Grape,
DNA,
Hoover,
Sonny Sharrock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
Hot Snakes,
Magma,
Barclay James Harvest,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.