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 Papua New Guinea and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sällskapet to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eddi Front record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Q and Not U,
Visage,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Malaria!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Index,
John Coltrane,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Divine Comedy,
Y Pants,
Crime,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cowsills,
8 Eyed Spy,
Accadde A,
Todd Terry,
Patti Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Evens,
Groovy Waters,
The Cramps,
D'Angelo,
Icehouse,
Rosa Yemen,
Pierre Henry,
X-101,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ice-T,
Rod Modell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
The Sonics,
Swell Maps,
Aloha Tigers,
R.M.O.,
Country Teasers,
Fela Kuti,
Franke,
The Monochrome Set,
The Flesh Eaters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Grass Roots,
Nils Olav,
Sparks,
Fatback Band,
Duran Duran,
Faust,
Scott Walker,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Clear Light,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxy Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Neon Judgement,
Siglo XX,
Rakim,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.