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 Mongolia and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Unrelated Segments to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Trojans,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vainqueur,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultra Naté,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Arcadia,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monks,
Rakim,
Davy DMX,
The Offenders,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fall,
Lyres,
Fela Kuti,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Human League,
Can,
Agent Orange,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Moon,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slick Rick,
Ronan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sound Behaviour,
D'Angelo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eve St. Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drexciya,
A Certain Ratio,
Porter Ricks,
Au Pairs,
June of 44,
Jerry's Kids,
8 Eyed Spy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Essential Logic,
Wally Richardson,
Lakeside,
Mad Mike,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June Days,
The Selecter,
Sister Nancy,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Soft Cell,
Stereo Dub,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.