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 United Kingdom and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Barclay James Harvest to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Skarface,
Deadbeat,
B.T. Express,
Supertramp,
Archie Shepp,
Qualms,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABBA,
Basic Channel,
Camouflage,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Selecter,
Swell Maps,
Nirvana,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
FM Einheit,
Marine Girls,
Yazoo,
DNA,
The Star Department,
Trumans Water,
The Electric Prunes,
The Real Kids,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Brothers Johnson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun Ra,
Quantec,
Jandek,
Hardrive,
The Trojans,
In Retrospect,
Fad Gadget,
Minnie Riperton,
Kayak,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Funky Four + One,
Whodini,
Panda Bear,
Grauzone,
Saccharine Trust,
Nik Kershaw,
The Happenings,
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Searchers,
Ornette Coleman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moleskins,
Masters at Work,
Quadrant,
Rotary Connection,
kango's stein massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Slits,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.