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 Uzbekistan and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mantronix to the rap 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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 Dave Clark Five,
Spandau Ballet,
Qualms,
Swell Maps,
Laurel Aitken,
Rod Modell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nick Fraelich,
EPMD,
The Pop Group,
10cc,
Malaria!,
Zapp,
Skarface,
In Retrospect,
Altered Images,
Ten City,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Groovy Waters,
Pantaleimon,
Sandy B,
Brick,
KRS-One,
Flamin' Groovies,
These Immortal Souls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terry Callier,
Metal Thangz,
Wasted Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camouflage,
Kayak,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gong,
Country Teasers,
Aaron Thompson,
Scratch Acid,
Lucky Dragons,
Gabor Szabo,
Scott Walker,
Thompson Twins,
Black Sheep,
One Last Wish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Morten Harket,
Cybotron,
Zero Boys,
Von Mondo,
Kaleidoscope,
Porter Ricks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Gories,
Camberwell Now,
The Neon Judgement,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DJ Style,
The Real Kids,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.