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 Guinea and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
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 rhodes 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Monks,
Alison Limerick,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Görl,
the Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultravox,
the Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Music Machine,
Funkadelic,
Arcadia,
Essential Logic,
Archie Shepp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cymande,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oblivians,
Tim Buckley,
Urselle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Charles Mingus,
Banda Bassotti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Byron Stingily,
AZ,
The Buckinghams,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slackers,
Circle Jerks,
Bob Dylan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Talk Talk,
Agitation Free,
Joe Finger,
Los Fastidios,
Scientists,
The Kinks,
Danielle Patucci,
Gichy Dan,
New Age Steppers,
The Angels of Light,
Al Stewart,
Wasted Youth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kurtis Blow,
The Last Poets,
Jacob Miller,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tommy Roe,
Roxette,
Sarah Menescal,
Massinfluence,
Mandrill,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Judy Mowatt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.