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 Greece and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 June of 44 to the punk 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Siglo XX,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Terry Callier,
In Retrospect,
Pussy Galore,
Electric Prunes,
Kayak,
Peter and Kerry,
Malaria!,
Roger Hodgson,
MC5,
Masters at Work,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Thompson Twins,
Sixth Finger,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
FM Einheit,
Spoonie Gee,
Guru Guru,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Radiohead,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Minutemen,
Toni Rubio,
Max Romeo,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
Leonard Cohen,
Juan Atkins,
Gabor Szabo,
Quando Quango,
X-101,
Joyce Sims,
Inner City,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Standells,
Kenny Larkin,
Derrick Morgan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
ABC,
Eddi Front,
Alison Limerick,
Lungfish,
Delta 5,
Jacques Brel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minnie Riperton,
The Index,
Brass Construction,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Sherman,
Lalann,
The Vogues,
Porter Ricks,
The Smiths,
T.S.O.L.,
D'Angelo,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.