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 Belgium and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Ossler to the techno 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
FM Einheit,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
Fad Gadget,
Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Charles Mingus,
Mission of Burma,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dark Day,
Danielle Patucci,
Josef K,
Amon Düül II,
Ultimate Spinach,
Arab on Radar,
T.S.O.L.,
The Zeros,
New York Dolls,
Vladislav Delay,
Susan Cadogan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rites of Spring,
Electric Prunes,
Tomorrow,
Deepchord,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Swell Maps,
Letta Mbulu,
Echospace,
Barbara Tucker,
The Star Department,
Aloha Tigers,
The Neon Judgement,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
ABC,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Technova,
Robert Wyatt,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sound,
David McCallum,
Eli Mardock,
Faraquet,
The Standells,
Isaac Hayes,
Slave,
The Angels of Light,
Sonny Sharrock,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Names,
Flash Fearless,
Porter Ricks,
Lyres,
The Stooges,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.