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 Oman and from London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Toni Rubio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Half Japanese,
Schoolly D,
Bluetip,
T. Rex,
Interpol,
The Angels of Light,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rod Modell,
Nas,
China Crisis,
Pussy Galore,
Kas Product,
The Mojo Men,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oblivians,
Bobby Womack,
UT,
Absolute Body Control,
Basic Channel,
Eli Mardock,
David Bowie,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dave Clark Five,
Massinfluence,
Supertramp,
E-Dancer,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dead Boys,
Colin Newman,
Eric Dolphy,
Popol Vuh,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tres Demented,
Stereo Dub,
Fatback Band,
Eurythmics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Qualms,
Drexciya,
the Swans,
The Young Rascals,
Harpers Bizarre,
Monks,
Newcleus,
Siglo XX,
Panda Bear,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Seeds,
Marmalade,
Barrington Levy,
The Misunderstood,
PIL,
DJ Sneak,
Rosa Yemen,
the Bar-Kays,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Durutti Column,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.