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 Uganda and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Little Man,
Ronnie Foster,
Marine Girls,
Kayak,
Soft Cell,
Quantec,
Depeche Mode,
Bob Dylan,
Maurizio,
Joe Finger,
The Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sex Pistols,
Idris Muhammad,
The Golliwogs,
Chrome,
Peter and Kerry,
F. McDonald,
Prince Buster,
The Index,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Adolescents,
a-ha,
Rosa Yemen,
Cheater Slicks,
Skaos,
Bobby Byrd,
Inner City,
Lower 48,
The Cure,
Josef K,
Metal Thangz,
Arcadia,
Pussy Galore,
Hashim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Erasure,
Drive Like Jehu,
Surgeon,
Bauhaus,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cowsills,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bill Near,
Spandau Ballet,
Simply Red,
The Leaves,
The Knickerbockers,
Nas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronan,
Royal Trux,
Fear,
Moby Grape,
Franke,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fela Kuti,
Reagan Youth,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.