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 Croatia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Little Man to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Lynne,
The Moody Blues,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Trumans Water,
Scan 7,
Brothers Johnson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Organ,
Marmalade,
The Happenings,
The Cowsills,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tim Buckley,
Bill Near,
Parry Music,
CMW,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lakeside,
The Count Five,
Stetsasonic,
Sister Nancy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ken Boothe,
Nico,
Minny Pops,
Scratch Acid,
Amazonics,
The Smoke,
Flash Fearless,
The Vogues,
Wire,
Masters at Work,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Shoche,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sonny Sharrock,
Youth Brigade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Dolphy,
Ituana,
Skriet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Angels of Light,
Moss Icon,
the Bar-Kays,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra,
Pagans,
Derrick May,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Porter Ricks,
China Crisis,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.