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 Malta and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Blackbyrds to the disco 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Toni Rubio,
Panda Bear,
Iggy Pop,
Flash Fearless,
The Red Krayola,
Brand Nubian,
Fat Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Junior Murvin,
ABBA,
The Fugs,
CMW,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Terry,
Echospace,
Magazine,
Archie Shepp,
Organ,
Eric Dolphy,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dennis Brown,
Gichy Dan,
Brick,
Joyce Sims,
Vainqueur,
Pere Ubu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stockholm Monsters,
JFA,
The New Christs,
Piero Umiliani,
Tommy Roe,
Ronan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David Axelrod,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joe Finger,
June Days,
Clear Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick May,
Ludus,
The Martian,
Barrington Levy,
Wolf Eyes,
Audionom,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minny Pops,
Liliput,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Motions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.