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 Georgia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer 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 the Human League to the dance 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pantytec,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
X-Ray Spex,
Davy DMX,
Black Pus,
The Real Kids,
The Velvet Underground,
JFA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harmonia,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sex Pistols,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Average White Band,
Moby Grape,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flash Fearless,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
June Days,
Letta Mbulu,
Rekid,
Jeff Mills,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gap Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Index,
Funky Four + One,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
KRS-One,
Nik Kershaw,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Shoche,
Jacques Brel,
Swell Maps,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sonic Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
Ludus,
Soulsonic Force,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Section 25,
10cc,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
James White and The Blacks,
Depeche Mode,
Sound Behaviour,
Ten City,
X-101,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.