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 Libya and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the punk 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Piero Umiliani,
John Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crime,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Barracudas,
Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crooked Eye,
Jandek,
Kerrie Biddell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
Maurizio,
Aloha Tigers,
Cybotron,
Nirvana,
Alison Limerick,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scientists,
Leonard Cohen,
R.M.O.,
The Star Department,
Black Pus,
Godley & Creme,
Isaac Hayes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jimmy McGriff,
L. Decosne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Y Pants,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nas,
The Motions,
48th St. Collective,
Mr. Review,
Barclay James Harvest,
Intrusion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeff Lynne,
Au Pairs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Saccharine Trust,
The Trojans,
Brass Construction,
Ituana,
Zapp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Massinfluence,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Suicide,
Altered Images,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dawn Penn,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.