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 Niger and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 E-Dancer to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Clear Light,
The Pop Group,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blake Baxter,
The Standells,
Pagans,
Moss Icon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Blackbyrds,
DNA,
Sandy B,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Searchers,
The Remains,
R.M.O.,
Flash Fearless,
Alice Coltrane,
Main Source,
Matthew Bourne,
Crooked Eye,
Peter & Gordon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Byrd,
KRS-One,
The Gories,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Smiths,
Pylon,
Hashim,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
New Age Steppers,
Rotary Connection,
The Angels of Light,
The Detroit Cobras,
Au Pairs,
Yazoo,
Average White Band,
Wally Richardson,
Rapeman,
Mo-Dettes,
Aswad,
Parry Music,
Howard Jones,
The Invisible,
The Zeros,
Funky Four + One,
Basic Channel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Model 500,
The Pretty Things,
Fad Gadget,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Walker Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
Marmalade,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.