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 Argentina and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Human League to the rock 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Soft Machine,
The Shadows of Knight,
MC5,
Whodini,
Von Mondo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Babytalk,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Siglo XX,
Flamin' Groovies,
Boogie Down Productions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Livin' Joy,
Mr. Review,
Joy Division,
Bobby Womack,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Moon,
Steve Hackett,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Osbourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Guru Guru,
Wally Richardson,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Qualms,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Prince Buster,
Technova,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
T.S.O.L.,
Chris & Cosey,
These Immortal Souls,
Crash Course in Science,
The Blues Magoos,
Model 500,
the Human League,
Howard Jones,
Suicide,
Danielle Patucci,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
U.S. Maple,
the Germs,
Kerri Chandler,
John Cale,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Busters,
The Moleskins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
L. Decosne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Velvet Underground,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.