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 China and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 Spandau Ballet to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Rapeman,
Juan Atkins,
Scrapy,
Porter Ricks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cymande,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Blackbyrds,
Derrick May,
Blossom Toes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mars,
UT,
A Certain Ratio,
Sällskapet,
Whodini,
Minutemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
FM Einheit,
Soft Machine,
Pantytec,
The Victims,
Swans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eddi Front,
The Monochrome Set,
Pierre Henry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Siglo XX,
Oneida,
Joey Negro,
Alice Coltrane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Prince Buster,
Q and Not U,
Patti Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tears for Fears,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Peter & Gordon,
Soul Sonic Force,
New York Dolls,
Bush Tetras,
Sandy B,
Charles Mingus,
Icehouse,
Ultravox,
Michelle Simonal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crash Course in Science,
K-Klass,
Zapp,
E-Dancer,
Alison Limerick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gichy Dan,
Scion,
OOIOO,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.