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 Guinea-Bissau and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bronski Beat,
The Cowsills,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
Mo-Dettes,
The Remains,
The Standells,
Ronan,
The Human League,
Eddi Front,
8 Eyed Spy,
Newcleus,
Mantronix,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Animal Collective,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alphaville,
The Selecter,
Delta 5,
Wings,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Banda Bassotti,
The Birthday Party,
Jacques Brel,
The Gap Band,
Minutemen,
Soulsonic Force,
Barclay James Harvest,
Half Japanese,
Quando Quango,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Surgeon,
Sixth Finger,
John Holt,
Ornette Coleman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pere Ubu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Juan Atkins,
Pierre Henry,
Marine Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
Ludus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Hood,
Maleditus Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
10cc,
Cheater Slicks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Theoretical Girls,
Magazine,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Bar-Kays,
The Wake,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cal Tjader,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.