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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Supertramp 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Monolake,
Duran Duran,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yusef Lateef,
Matthew Halsall,
Scion,
The Monochrome Set,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Pus,
Ultravox,
kango's stein massive,
Aloha Tigers,
World's Most,
The Doors,
James White and The Blacks,
a-ha,
X-101,
Lou Christie,
The Grass Roots,
Sister Nancy,
Chris Corsano,
Yellowson,
Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Hutcherson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Underground Resistance,
Blancmange,
The Dirtbombs,
Mo-Dettes,
Monks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
D'Angelo,
Bauhaus,
Deepchord,
Stereo Dub,
Sandy B,
Talk Talk,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flipper,
Donny Hathaway,
Parry Music,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young,
Nas,
Neu!,
The United States of America,
Buzzcocks,
Intrusion,
Silicon Teens,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deakin,
Boredoms,
Warren Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.