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 Jamaica and from Stockholm.
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 Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kevin Saunderson to the disco 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Wally Richardson,
Gichy Dan,
Eurythmics,
Mark Hollis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharoah Sanders,
H. Thieme,
Jerry's Kids,
Tomorrow,
Soft Machine,
Moss Icon,
The Mummies,
U.S. Maple,
Sällskapet,
The American Breed,
Tim Buckley,
Reagan Youth,
Yaz,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed,
Quadrant,
Brothers Johnson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Prince Buster,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Cale,
Traffic Nightmare,
Main Source,
Dave Gahan,
Iggy Pop,
The Stooges,
A Certain Ratio,
The Last Poets,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fall,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Drexciya,
This Heat,
Fluxion,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maurizio,
Fear,
Lower 48,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Piero Umiliani,
Metal Thangz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter and Kerry,
Stetsasonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Young Rascals,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bang On A Can,
Fugazi,
The Smoke,
the Normal,
Sight & Sound,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.