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 Kosovo and from Manila.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 FM Einheit to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Techniques,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tomorrow,
The Mummies,
Harmonia,
Schoolly D,
David Bowie,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arcadia,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Sam Rivers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Whodini,
Audionom,
Arab on Radar,
Sound Behaviour,
Boz Scaggs,
Roger Hodgson,
The Real Kids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Supertramp,
Crooked Eye,
Zapp,
R.M.O.,
Graham Central Station,
L. Decosne,
Second Layer,
The Fall,
Inner City,
Das Ding,
The Zeros,
Rod Modell,
The Dave Clark Five,
DJ Sneak,
Eric B and Rakim,
Easy Going,
Sun Ra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Lynne,
Erasure,
kango's stein massive,
Rakim,
Archie Shepp,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Görl,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultravox,
FM Einheit,
The Evens,
Little Man,
Talk Talk,
Howard Jones,
Peter & Gordon,
Lakeside,
Babytalk,
T.S.O.L.,
Marc Almond,
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.