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 Bahamas 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Yazoo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
The Dead C,
Pole,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wally Richardson,
Chris & Cosey,
Rekid,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gladiators,
Sonic Youth,
Skarface,
The Wake,
Con Funk Shun,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Janne Schatter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lindisfarne,
Tim Buckley,
Darondo,
Sun City Girls,
Agitation Free,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Robert Görl,
Yaz,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fortunes,
Zapp,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Monks,
The Gories,
The Associates,
June of 44,
Juan Atkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Underground Resistance,
Saccharine Trust,
Organ,
Jeff Lynne,
Susan Cadogan,
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Half Japanese,
D'Angelo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Trojans,
Avey Tare,
Scratch Acid,
ABC,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Finger,
Connie Case,
The Names,
Nas,
The Grass Roots,
Television,
The Doors,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.