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 France and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Peter & Gordon to the grunge 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Rekid,
The Monochrome Set,
The Five Americans,
Can,
Gabor Szabo,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Human League,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Masters at Work,
Youth Brigade,
Average White Band,
The Happenings,
Das Ding,
Eyeless In Gaza,
R.M.O.,
the Germs,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Animal Collective,
Technova,
The Searchers,
Maleditus Sound,
Chris Corsano,
Soul II Soul,
Easy Going,
Joe Smooth,
Whodini,
Pet Shop Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Skaos,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Flash Fearless,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agent Orange,
Althea and Donna,
Nico,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Grey Daturas,
Goldenarms,
The Busters,
the Human League,
One Last Wish,
Jeru the Damaja,
Idris Muhammad,
The Seeds,
Television Personalities,
Tres Demented,
Minny Pops,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Doors,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultravox,
Aswad,
Underground Resistance,
In Retrospect,
The Tremeloes,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.