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 Germany and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 The Fire Engines to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Hardrive,
Jacob Miller,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fela Kuti,
Peter & Gordon,
Rakim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Byrd,
Chrome,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Detroit Cobras,
Brick,
The Skatalites,
Freddie Wadling,
Blancmange,
Dark Day,
The Modern Lovers,
L. Decosne,
Alison Limerick,
Flash Fearless,
X-Ray Spex,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Hood,
Adolescents,
Alice Coltrane,
Lakeside,
Sugar Minott,
Radiopuhelimet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Matthew Bourne,
Funky Four + One,
Pierre Henry,
Ornette Coleman,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alphaville,
Flipper,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doors,
Chris & Cosey,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cymande,
Rapeman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Flag,
FM Einheit,
Aswad,
Sparks,
Ten City,
Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eden Ahbez,
In Retrospect,
Marcia Griffiths,
Godley & Creme,
Ohio Players,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.