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 Dominican Republic and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin 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 Camouflage to the electroclash 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Cybotron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hashim,
ABBA,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Intrusion,
Duran Duran,
Robert Hood,
Circle Jerks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Television Personalities,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Techniques,
The Cowsills,
Boogie Down Productions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Adolescents,
Suburban Knight,
Von Mondo,
Gong,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Heaven 17,
Kenny Larkin,
Smog,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
E-Dancer,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cure,
Inner City,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare,
Thee Headcoats,
The Slackers,
Spoonie Gee,
Mr. Review,
Matthew Bourne,
Pierre Henry,
the Human League,
Surgeon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Slits,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Victims,
One Last Wish,
Suicide,
Curtis Mayfield,
Maleditus Sound,
Au Pairs,
The Electric Prunes,
Roger Hodgson,
Outsiders,
Unwound,
Subhumans,
Dual Sessions,
Jeff Lynne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.