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 Cuba and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Max Romeo to the dance 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Soft Cell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Agent Orange,
Roger Hodgson,
Goldenarms,
James White and The Blacks,
Matthew Halsall,
The Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Eurythmics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scratch Acid,
The Blackbyrds,
Deepchord,
Rotary Connection,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Pretty Things,
Pylon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Mills,
John Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
The Stooges,
The Young Rascals,
Royal Trux,
Audionom,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eric Copeland,
The Buckinghams,
The Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Busters,
Saccharine Trust,
Mantronix,
Don Cherry,
Q and Not U,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Gang Dance,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
48th St. Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABBA,
The Blues Magoos,
Henry Cow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reuben Wilson,
Gichy Dan,
The Gap Band,
The United States of America,
Maurizio,
Crooked Eye,
Lakeside,
Anakelly,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.