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 Taiwan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 Eli Mardock to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Q and Not U,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Urselle,
Grauzone,
Danielle Patucci,
DJ Sneak,
Clear Light,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nirvana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Litter,
Isaac Hayes,
The Searchers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jandek,
Sexual Harrassment,
Junior Murvin,
Monolake,
The New Christs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Youth Brigade,
Kayak,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sight & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Normal,
Altered Images,
Arcadia,
The Dead C,
Das Ding,
Flipper,
Anakelly,
Scan 7,
Main Source,
Groovy Waters,
Au Pairs,
Joy Division,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mr. Review,
Gichy Dan,
The Blues Magoos,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aaron Thompson,
Robert Hood,
the Soft Cell,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aloha Tigers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Offenders,
The Smoke,
Little Man,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Starr,
Gang Green,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.