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 Suriname and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Robert Wyatt to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Roxette,
The Buckinghams,
Outsiders,
The Vogues,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
R.M.O.,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kaleidoscope,
the Sonics,
Angry Samoans,
Newcleus,
Wally Richardson,
the Human League,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Blossom Toes,
Rites of Spring,
Grauzone,
Moss Icon,
The Red Krayola,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ossler,
Soul II Soul,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultravox,
Rosa Yemen,
Camberwell Now,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Eric Dolphy,
Kenny Larkin,
Delta 5,
Pantaleimon,
Aural Exciters,
New Age Steppers,
Kayak,
LL Cool J,
Underground Resistance,
Marine Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Flag,
Public Enemy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Schoolly D,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soft Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gong,
The Residents,
The Alarm Clocks,
Todd Terry,
Interpol,
Scion,
Spandau Ballet,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.