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 France and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 John Holt to the funk 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Marc Almond,
Pulsallama,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Oneida,
Kenny Larkin,
Skaos,
Little Man,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Metal Thangz,
Tommy Roe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scrapy,
New York Dolls,
Rod Modell,
Pussy Galore,
The Offenders,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Buckinghams,
The Remains,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Blossom Toes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Harry Pussy,
Unrelated Segments,
Albert Ayler,
Schoolly D,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Order,
Roger Hodgson,
Harmonia,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fortunes,
Brass Construction,
the Germs,
K-Klass,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Silicon Teens,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Section 25,
John Cale,
The Tremeloes,
PIL,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drive Like Jehu,
Danielle Patucci,
Mr. Review,
The United States of America,
Byron Stingily,
Don Cherry,
The Velvet Underground,
Outsiders,
Q65,
Moby Grape,
The Young Rascals,
Vladislav Delay,
Main Source,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.