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 Cambodia and from Lagos.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 Bill Wells to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Althea and Donna,
John Lydon,
Ken Boothe,
Prince Buster,
Monks,
Barry Ungar,
Pulsallama,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Accadde A,
Patti Smith,
The Associates,
The New Christs,
X-102,
Yellowson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pantaleimon,
UT,
Youth Brigade,
Rufus Thomas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soul II Soul,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alison Limerick,
Lindisfarne,
Marc Almond,
The Leaves,
Donny Hathaway,
Rakim,
Laurel Aitken,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Subhumans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Easy Going,
L. Decosne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oneida,
Spandau Ballet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smiths,
Davy DMX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bang On A Can,
Sixth Finger,
The Sound,
MC5,
The Offenders,
T. Rex,
Trumans Water,
Pylon,
Soft Machine,
Rites of Spring,
Wally Richardson,
Organ,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sex Pistols,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.