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 Gambia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Easy Going to the dance 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Monolake,
The Searchers,
Sällskapet,
Excepter,
Eli Mardock,
Anakelly,
Moby Grape,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun City Girls,
Rotary Connection,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dawn Penn,
Jandek,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Josef K,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grey Daturas,
The Dead C,
Vladislav Delay,
Surgeon,
Steve Hackett,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Barracudas,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Babytalk,
The J.B.'s,
Bush Tetras,
Bad Manners,
Skriet,
Tom Boy,
Rufus Thomas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Young Marble Giants,
Cybotron,
DNA,
The Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Second Layer,
The Happenings,
Pantaleimon,
MC5,
Index,
Alison Limerick,
Amon Düül,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Skatalites,
Erykah Badu,
Gong,
Subhumans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Supertramp,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Sherman,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.