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 Lesotho and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Flash Fearless 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Technova,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ponytail,
48th St. Collective,
Gil Scott Heron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blake Baxter,
DJ Sneak,
ABBA,
Jacques Brel,
Gang Starr,
Gang Green,
Duran Duran,
Circle Jerks,
Warsaw,
The Barracudas,
Model 500,
Make Up,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lyres,
Funky Four + One,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crash Course in Science,
Maleditus Sound,
Schoolly D,
Boz Scaggs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Invisible,
The Doors,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Graham Central Station,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mojo Men,
Arthur Verocai,
Ossler,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry's Kids,
A Flock of Seagulls,
David Bowie,
Saccharine Trust,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cowsills,
The Offenders,
Royal Trux,
John Lydon,
Soft Machine,
Dark Day,
Yazoo,
The Victims,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fall,
The Fuzztones,
Kaleidoscope,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Pus,
Basic Channel,
Wolf Eyes,
The Gap Band,
The Wake,
the Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.