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 Nepal and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 Pantaleimon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
The Zeros,
The Slits,
Agitation Free,
Derrick Morgan,
Buzzcocks,
PIL,
Bootsy Collins,
New Order,
Jeff Lynne,
Pagans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Derrick May,
Danielle Patucci,
The Monochrome Set,
Alison Limerick,
Harmonia,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun Ra,
T.S.O.L.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rites of Spring,
Harry Pussy,
Tommy Roe,
Bobby Byrd,
Arab on Radar,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roy Ayers,
Boredoms,
Kayak,
Cal Tjader,
FM Einheit,
Juan Atkins,
Neil Young,
Goldenarms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Shoche,
Kurtis Blow,
Erasure,
Camouflage,
Cameo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
This Heat,
Thompson Twins,
Sarah Menescal,
Organ,
Technova,
10cc,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonic Youth,
Dawn Penn,
Quadrant,
June Days,
Joyce Sims,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
Excepter,
Scientists,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.