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 Tajikistan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Gerry Rafferty to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Little Man,
MC5,
Essential Logic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Bar-Kays,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cluster,
Ornette Coleman,
ABC,
Ten City,
Angry Samoans,
Pierre Henry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Infiniti,
Howard Jones,
Sam Rivers,
Faraquet,
Grauzone,
Unwound,
Dual Sessions,
The Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
The Buckinghams,
The Evens,
Tomorrow,
Sällskapet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amon Düül,
Swans,
Country Teasers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Godley & Creme,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Thee Headcoats,
Popol Vuh,
The Gap Band,
The Count Five,
Neil Young,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric Dolphy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arab on Radar,
DJ Style,
New York Dolls,
Byron Stingily,
June Days,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alison Limerick,
Porter Ricks,
Scrapy,
Bauhaus,
Tim Buckley,
Funkadelic,
Circle Jerks,
Duran Duran,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.