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 Singapore and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Marshall Jefferson to the jazz 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Birthday Party,
the Human League,
The Human League,
Carl Craig,
Livin' Joy,
Lalann,
Roxy Music,
Bang On A Can,
Eric Dolphy,
Godley & Creme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nils Olav,
Connie Case,
Donald Byrd,
Harmonia,
June Days,
Cameo,
Reuben Wilson,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moebius,
Isaac Hayes,
Kaleidoscope,
Los Fastidios,
Liliput,
Todd Rundgren,
F. McDonald,
Joensuu 1685,
Duran Duran,
Junior Murvin,
Kayak,
Lou Reed,
Kerri Chandler,
a-ha,
The Detroit Cobras,
B.T. Express,
Thompson Twins,
The Angels of Light,
Malaria!,
Colin Newman,
Throbbing Gristle,
Silicon Teens,
Rakim,
Eurythmics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dennis Brown,
X-Ray Spex,
The Martian,
Funkadelic,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New Order,
John Cale,
Agitation Free,
Alphaville,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.