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 Honduras and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fall,
Supertramp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nirvana,
Joensuu 1685,
Altered Images,
Bobby Womack,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker,
Graham Central Station,
Marmalade,
Stetsasonic,
Jacques Brel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Velvet Underground,
Mandrill,
UT,
The Raincoats,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Whodini,
Cybotron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Wyatt,
Yazoo,
Kurtis Blow,
Los Fastidios,
Ice-T,
AZ,
Bad Manners,
Quadrant,
Babytalk,
Prince Buster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultra Naté,
Half Japanese,
Adolescents,
Hashim,
Junior Murvin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Girls At Our Best!,
Patti Smith,
Carl Craig,
La Düsseldorf,
Bob Dylan,
Fear,
Qualms,
Theoretical Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Warren Ellis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David Bowie,
Grauzone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Mission of Burma,
Youth Brigade,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.