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 Kyrgyzstan and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lucky Dragons to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Graham Central Station,
Liliput,
Bill Near,
Leonard Cohen,
Brass Construction,
Ronan,
Anakelly,
Talk Talk,
Vainqueur,
Nation of Ulysses,
Suicide,
Peter & Gordon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June Days,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Goldenarms,
Moebius,
X-Ray Spex,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magma,
Thompson Twins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Electric Prunes,
Dave Gahan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Reuben Wilson,
Connie Case,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dead Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camberwell Now,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Main Source,
Harmonia,
B.T. Express,
Grey Daturas,
Howard Jones,
Fad Gadget,
Idris Muhammad,
Tommy Roe,
Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Public Enemy,
Rakim,
Khruangbin,
Lucky Dragons,
The Dead C,
Smog,
Pole,
The Associates,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.