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 Singapore and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Connie Case to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Kerri Chandler,
La Düsseldorf,
Toni Rubio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hardrive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
A Certain Ratio,
The Angels of Light,
Sarah Menescal,
Soft Machine,
The Slits,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Spoonie Gee,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tubeway Army,
Jerry's Kids,
Fear,
Thee Headcoats,
Eurythmics,
Connie Case,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Altered Images,
Rod Modell,
Reuben Wilson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moby Grape,
Ohio Players,
Funkadelic,
Neil Young,
ABC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pantaleimon,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Christie,
The Human League,
Saccharine Trust,
Rufus Thomas,
Donny Hathaway,
Public Enemy,
DNA,
Aaron Thompson,
Camberwell Now,
Moebius,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rotary Connection,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Wyatt,
Rakim,
Outsiders,
Q65,
the Fania All-Stars,
Second Layer,
Fat Boys,
Darondo,
Underground Resistance,
Neu!,
a-ha,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marine Girls,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.