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 Chad and from New York.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Swans to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Stereo Dub,
Magma,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sun City Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Carl Craig,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
Laurel Aitken,
The Move,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pretty Things,
The Busters,
The Wake,
Cecil Taylor,
Banda Bassotti,
The Last Poets,
Circle Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cameo,
Dave Gahan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lucky Dragons,
Warsaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Smiths,
Urselle,
Matthew Halsall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
One Last Wish,
kango's stein massive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Misunderstood,
The Blackbyrds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lightning Bolt,
Desert Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gories,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monochrome Set,
JFA,
Gabor Szabo,
Deakin,
Ultravox,
Ice-T,
The Saints,
Robert Görl,
Zero Boys,
Pantytec,
The Cowsills,
Gong,
Nas,
Hardrive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fatback Band,
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.