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 Marshall Islands and from New York.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
L. Decosne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Swans,
The Tremeloes,
The Grass Roots,
FM Einheit,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Johnny Clarke,
Archie Shepp,
The Five Americans,
The Black Dice,
Grauzone,
Michelle Simonal,
MC5,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Cale,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Association,
The Doors,
Mr. Review,
Basic Channel,
The Smoke,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marmalade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Amon Düül II,
The Monochrome Set,
Jandek,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Donald Byrd,
Gang Green,
Alphaville,
Infiniti,
Talk Talk,
Deadbeat,
The Human League,
Magazine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brick,
Eric B and Rakim,
B.T. Express,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bang On A Can,
Blossom Toes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacques Brel,
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultra Naté,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.