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 Uruguay and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Easy Going to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
The Leaves,
Tomorrow,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
Lucky Dragons,
Amon Düül,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aural Exciters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
The Monochrome Set,
One Last Wish,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cybotron,
cv313,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ludus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Moss Icon,
Barry Ungar,
Delta 5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
Idris Muhammad,
Sandy B,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sound Behaviour,
The Grass Roots,
Guru Guru,
Pet Shop Boys,
EPMD,
Thompson Twins,
The Beau Brummels,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bush Tetras,
Juan Atkins,
L. Decosne,
New York Dolls,
Deakin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Chris & Cosey,
The Velvet Underground,
Oblivians,
Trumans Water,
K-Klass,
Kas Product,
Scan 7,
Minny Pops,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barbara Tucker,
Section 25,
DJ Style,
Smog,
Bob Dylan,
Johnny Clarke,
Tommy Roe,
MDC,
The Star Department,
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.