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 Cyprus and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kenny Larkin to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
K-Klass,
The Real Kids,
Cecil Taylor,
Suburban Knight,
Ituana,
Sällskapet,
Bill Near,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roxette,
Joy Division,
Faraquet,
The Detroit Cobras,
Von Mondo,
Boz Scaggs,
The United States of America,
DJ Style,
The Cramps,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roxy Music,
Index,
Essential Logic,
Sun Ra,
Negative Approach,
Basic Channel,
The Techniques,
Yazoo,
DJ Sneak,
Alphaville,
Monks,
Prince Buster,
Mo-Dettes,
Eddi Front,
The Slits,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Das Ding,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fort Wilson Riot,
E-Dancer,
the Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Blancmange,
Sparks,
Sam Rivers,
The Names,
Warren Ellis,
Supertramp,
The Pop Group,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Green,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ten City,
Joey Negro,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chris & Cosey,
B.T. Express,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joe Finger,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.