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 Yemen and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Reuben Wilson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
the Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Toni Rubio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Victims,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gories,
Barrington Levy,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Judy Mowatt,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jerry's Kids,
Television Personalities,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Ice-T,
The Slits,
Flipper,
E-Dancer,
X-Ray Spex,
Urselle,
Talk Talk,
Maleditus Sound,
David McCallum,
The Evens,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Modern Lovers,
Fat Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Style,
Blancmange,
Japan,
The Barracudas,
The Moody Blues,
Soul II Soul,
The Busters,
Das Ding,
Joensuu 1685,
Erykah Badu,
Radio Birdman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Guru Guru,
Half Japanese,
Gang Starr,
Nik Kershaw,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camberwell Now,
Mission of Burma,
Quando Quango,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fugs,
Dave Gahan,
Shoche,
The Red Krayola,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.