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 Congo and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 the Sonics to the funk 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Cameo,
Yellowson,
Eve St. Jones,
Yazoo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Warren Ellis,
Carl Craig,
The Litter,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Last Poets,
The Kinks,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skarface,
Nik Kershaw,
ABC,
Half Japanese,
Rekid,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Steve Hackett,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Cheater Slicks,
The Leaves,
Flash Fearless,
These Immortal Souls,
David McCallum,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Coltrane,
Funkadelic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pantaleimon,
Average White Band,
Pantytec,
Agent Orange,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Franke,
Erasure,
The Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gories,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soul II Soul,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young,
Alton Ellis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crash Course in Science,
The Smoke,
Royal Trux,
Gichy Dan,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.