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 Azerbaijan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 James White and The Blacks to the jazz 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Marvin Gaye,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
MDC,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Doobie Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Althea and Donna,
Glenn Branca,
The Fugs,
The Martian,
Niagra,
Dennis Brown,
Theoretical Girls,
Section 25,
Don Cherry,
The Misunderstood,
Skarface,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Grauzone,
The Angels of Light,
Minutemen,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pole,
Wally Richardson,
T.S.O.L.,
Minny Pops,
The American Breed,
Loose Ends,
The New Christs,
Aloha Tigers,
Bauhaus,
Spoonie Gee,
Unwound,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Human League,
Essential Logic,
Spandau Ballet,
Maurizio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aaron Thompson,
Isaac Hayes,
Donny Hathaway,
Kevin Saunderson,
Connie Case,
Popol Vuh,
Toni Rubio,
Kerri Chandler,
Danielle Patucci,
The Divine Comedy,
China Crisis,
Groovy Waters,
ABC,
Brothers Johnson,
Marine Girls,
Wolf Eyes,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlback,
The J.B.'s,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.