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 Mali and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Malaria! to the dance 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lightning Bolt,
Rufus Thomas,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed,
Von Mondo,
Isaac Hayes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Accadde A,
Easy Going,
Bauhaus,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Byrd,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stereo Dub,
Ronnie Foster,
Aloha Tigers,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Golliwogs,
Pagans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Duran Duran,
Skarface,
Skaos,
Idris Muhammad,
the Human League,
Yellowson,
Procol Harum,
Jerry's Kids,
The Techniques,
Minutemen,
Althea and Donna,
E-Dancer,
Hashim,
In Retrospect,
Neil Young,
X-Ray Spex,
Hasil Adkins,
the Germs,
Peter and Kerry,
Rites of Spring,
Monolake,
Darondo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tubeway Army,
The Gladiators,
The Young Rascals,
Spandau Ballet,
Jawbox,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Con Funk Shun,
Average White Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marvin Gaye,
Glenn Branca,
June Days,
Ituana,
Wire,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.