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 Azerbaijan and from Bologna.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Scientists to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
The Angels of Light,
Magma,
Soft Machine,
Rakim,
Lungfish,
The Smiths,
Schoolly D,
Radio Birdman,
Eddi Front,
The Mojo Men,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Danielle Patucci,
Von Mondo,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Little Man,
Kerri Chandler,
Brick,
Fat Boys,
The Trojans,
China Crisis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Swell Maps,
kango's stein massive,
Quando Quango,
Moebius,
Mantronix,
Joensuu 1685,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slits,
Grey Daturas,
The Dead C,
Jacob Miller,
Radiohead,
Jawbox,
Nico,
Lindisfarne,
Yusef Lateef,
Sarah Menescal,
Fear,
Crispian St. Peters,
cv313,
Matthew Halsall,
Mission of Burma,
John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kevin Saunderson,
Interpol,
The Blackbyrds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shuggie Otis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Mills,
Vladislav Delay,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.