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 Belgium and from Toronto.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Siglo XX to the rap 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Interpol,
The Sonics,
Andrew Hill,
The J.B.'s,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quando Quango,
Thompson Twins,
Toni Rubio,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Livin' Joy,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool Moe Dee,
Heaven 17,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rosa Yemen,
D'Angelo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visage,
June Days,
Mars,
The Slits,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kayak,
DJ Style,
James White and The Blacks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Cale,
Dave Gahan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wasted Youth,
Organ,
The Fire Engines,
Monolake,
Black Moon,
Joyce Sims,
Jeru the Damaja,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Inner City,
The Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Flag,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Christie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sällskapet,
Delta 5,
Whodini,
Eric Copeland,
Parry Music,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Infiniti,
The Index,
Lindisfarne,
Section 25,
Moss Icon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Basic Channel,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.