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 Mongolia and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 EPMD to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Derrick Morgan,
Alison Limerick,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reuben Wilson,
The Red Krayola,
Andrew Hill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
B.T. Express,
The Moleskins,
Jacob Miller,
Vladislav Delay,
Altered Images,
Lower 48,
Lindisfarne,
The Dave Clark Five,
Steve Hackett,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
June Days,
Janne Schatter,
Yazoo,
Lucky Dragons,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Interpol,
Adolescents,
Brass Construction,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Talk Talk,
Darondo,
the Slits,
Japan,
cv313,
Freddie Wadling,
Davy DMX,
Rotary Connection,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Blancmange,
John Holt,
Mark Hollis,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Bourne,
Swans,
Gichy Dan,
Jawbox,
Pierre Henry,
Zero Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kaleidoscope,
Barclay James Harvest,
Toni Rubio,
Spandau Ballet,
Nik Kershaw,
Mission of Burma,
Wolf Eyes,
The Trojans,
The Beau Brummels,
Fear,
Black Sheep,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.