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 Pakistan and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Alphaville to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Duran Duran,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
Morten Harket,
Todd Rundgren,
Ponytail,
The Durutti Column,
The New Christs,
World's Most,
The Dirtbombs,
10cc,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Association,
The Monochrome Set,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fortunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New York Dolls,
Crime,
Johnny Osbourne,
Infiniti,
Johnny Clarke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Halsall,
Mars,
This Heat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eli Mardock,
Section 25,
Tubeway Army,
Alphaville,
Bobby Sherman,
The Residents,
Lucky Dragons,
Bronski Beat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minor Threat,
Excepter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Shuggie Otis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Juan Atkins,
Jeff Mills,
Harmonia,
Freddie Wadling,
Sight & Sound,
Moss Icon,
The Mummies,
Joey Negro,
Robert Görl,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
Soulsonic Force,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minny Pops,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.