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 Haiti and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
Aloha Tigers,
The Knickerbockers,
Agent Orange,
Anakelly,
The Alarm Clocks,
Guru Guru,
Dual Sessions,
Black Pus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Deakin,
The Barracudas,
Lalann,
Jeff Lynne,
Josef K,
Fela Kuti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
L. Decosne,
Cymande,
Essential Logic,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Victims,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry's Kids,
Carl Craig,
Black Flag,
Davy DMX,
The Blackbyrds,
Unwound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Modern Lovers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Q65,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Model 500,
Minny Pops,
Sight & Sound,
Fear,
Lyres,
Oblivians,
Amazonics,
The Beau Brummels,
Flash Fearless,
Skriet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Average White Band,
Dark Day,
Main Source,
Ludus,
Trumans Water,
John Cale,
Black Sheep,
Peter and Kerry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Livin' Joy,
Scratch Acid,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.