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 Iran and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
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 harpsichord 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 Mary Jane Girls to the jazz 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Iggy Pop,
Grey Daturas,
Robert Görl,
Patti Smith,
Q65,
JFA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nik Kershaw,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeff Lynne,
Eli Mardock,
Quantec,
Minor Threat,
Faraquet,
Silicon Teens,
The Litter,
Con Funk Shun,
Lyres,
AZ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Infiniti,
Chris & Cosey,
Soft Machine,
Jandek,
David Bowie,
The Gories,
Amon Düül II,
Kayak,
The Smiths,
The Slackers,
Mr. Review,
Oneida,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unwound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barbara Tucker,
Blancmange,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
PIL,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sight & Sound,
Andrew Hill,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ohio Players,
Donald Byrd,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Five Americans,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Mills,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dual Sessions,
Alice Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Golliwogs,
Soul II Soul,
Anakelly,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.