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 Taiwan and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Jeru the Damaja to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Sandy B,
Fat Boys,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare,
Ten City,
Nils Olav,
Masters at Work,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
R.M.O.,
Parry Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brand Nubian,
Buzzcocks,
Magma,
Joyce Sims,
Nico,
Jawbox,
Minny Pops,
Animal Collective,
Pantaleimon,
Bob Dylan,
Accadde A,
The Moleskins,
Lucky Dragons,
Unwound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Henry Cow,
James White and The Blacks,
Banda Bassotti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Move,
Aloha Tigers,
Boredoms,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Shoche,
Marcia Griffiths,
Negative Approach,
Steve Hackett,
Idris Muhammad,
Main Source,
Ken Boothe,
Joey Negro,
Desert Stars,
Agent Orange,
Flash Fearless,
Cal Tjader,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Pus,
Slave,
Wings,
China Crisis,
Cybotron,
Colin Newman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Seeds,
Dorothy Ashby,
In Retrospect,
Joe Smooth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Technova,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.