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 United States 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Marshall Jefferson to the crunk 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Index,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aaron Thompson,
Ken Boothe,
The Fire Engines,
Colin Newman,
Television,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tres Demented,
Ultravox,
Sound Behaviour,
Joey Negro,
Slick Rick,
The Blues Magoos,
The Star Department,
Anthony Braxton,
Absolute Body Control,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arab on Radar,
Pagans,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fall,
Roger Hodgson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rosa Yemen,
Sex Pistols,
The Zeros,
Adolescents,
Little Man,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rakim,
Faraquet,
Skarface,
Scratch Acid,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Stooges,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pop Group,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Porter Ricks,
The Residents,
Bang On A Can,
Echospace,
Nils Olav,
Scion,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Livin' Joy,
Camouflage,
X-101,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kas Product,
The Motions,
Fluxion,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.