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 East Timor and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the jazz 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
OOIOO,
Oblivians,
Nick Fraelich,
Pantaleimon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gang of Four,
Ultravox,
The Blues Magoos,
Pet Shop Boys,
Livin' Joy,
AZ,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Count Five,
Schoolly D,
Johnny Clarke,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
Quantec,
10cc,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moss Icon,
Wally Richardson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
MC5,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Offenders,
DJ Sneak,
Chris Corsano,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The American Breed,
Sandy B,
Alison Limerick,
The Standells,
Ossler,
Sight & Sound,
Zero Boys,
Archie Shepp,
The Fire Engines,
Josef K,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Infiniti,
John Lydon,
Rapeman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gladiators,
Qualms,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
The Red Krayola,
Scan 7,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.