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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Milan.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Crooked Eye to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Fraelich,
Colin Newman,
Cybotron,
Girls At Our Best!,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rakim,
Jacob Miller,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Standells,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultra Naté,
Liliput,
London Community Gospel Choir,
One Last Wish,
June of 44,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Morten Harket,
Donny Hathaway,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gerry Rafferty,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crash Course in Science,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erykah Badu,
The Doors,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Babytalk,
Nils Olav,
Minor Threat,
James White and The Blacks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crime,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bauhaus,
Robert Wyatt,
The Index,
Porter Ricks,
Lalo Schifrin,
OOIOO,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spandau Ballet,
Organ,
Ponytail,
New York Dolls,
Qualms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Brick,
The Invisible,
John Cale,
Cymande,
Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wally Richardson,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.