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 Maldives and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Easy Going to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Leonard Cohen,
Connie Case,
Pole,
The Slits,
The Offenders,
DJ Sneak,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kaleidoscope,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moebius,
Barry Ungar,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Tommy Roe,
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
10cc,
Bizarre Inc.,
Shuggie Otis,
JFA,
The Red Krayola,
Erasure,
Mission of Burma,
Jandek,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Trumans Water,
Lebanon Hanover,
Half Japanese,
Moby Grape,
Iggy Pop,
Average White Band,
Tres Demented,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Swell Maps,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Techniques,
Hasil Adkins,
the Normal,
the Swans,
Wolf Eyes,
Cameo,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Trojans,
Eric Dolphy,
Stiv Bators,
Y Pants,
Nas,
Can,
Youth Brigade,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Rapeman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sixth Finger,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.