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 New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Simply Red to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Nirvana,
Jerry's Kids,
Pierre Henry,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
The Kinks,
Can,
Lower 48,
John Coltrane,
Model 500,
Ralphi Rosario,
Steve Hackett,
James White and The Blacks,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Golliwogs,
Funky Four + One,
Newcleus,
The Grass Roots,
Whodini,
Dorothy Ashby,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gichy Dan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Dolphy,
Wally Richardson,
Buzzcocks,
Minor Threat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Angels of Light,
Crime,
OOIOO,
The Music Machine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moby Grape,
Curtis Mayfield,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Stetsasonic,
Bob Dylan,
Bluetip,
The Gap Band,
Lalann,
Mars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Surgeon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alphaville,
Andrew Hill,
Kool Moe Dee,
LL Cool J,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Doobie Brothers,
David Bowie,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris & Cosey,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.