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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Organ to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Livin' Joy,
Hot Snakes,
Gabor Szabo,
Donald Byrd,
Visage,
Lou Christie,
Soft Cell,
Marine Girls,
The Vogues,
ABBA,
Darondo,
Faust,
Sarah Menescal,
The Techniques,
Toni Rubio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Outsiders,
The Cowsills,
Hashim,
Swell Maps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Clear Light,
Popol Vuh,
Althea and Donna,
Niagra,
Gang Green,
Andrew Hill,
The Mojo Men,
The New Christs,
Urselle,
Arcadia,
Scott Walker,
The Happenings,
Ornette Coleman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Trumans Water,
Hardrive,
Crispian St. Peters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slits,
Slick Rick,
Second Layer,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Animal Collective,
The Martian,
Letta Mbulu,
UT,
Nils Olav,
Funky Four + One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zapp,
Infiniti,
Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Q and Not U,
The J.B.'s,
Sun Ra,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.