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 Croatia and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the techno 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Whodini,
Saccharine Trust,
Au Pairs,
Michelle Simonal,
Khruangbin,
One Last Wish,
Sam Rivers,
Circle Jerks,
Byron Stingily,
Organ,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rakim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
KRS-One,
The Raincoats,
Scion,
Hot Snakes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fortunes,
the Association,
Sugar Minott,
Max Romeo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Throbbing Gristle,
Funky Four + One,
James Chance & The Contortions,
James White and The Blacks,
Dark Day,
Neil Young,
K-Klass,
Interpol,
Anthony Braxton,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
World's Most,
Brick,
Marvin Gaye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cowsills,
Ituana,
Desert Stars,
The Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Amon Düül,
Jacques Brel,
Glenn Branca,
Electric Light Orchestra,
UT,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stereo Dub,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sällskapet,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Martian,
Spoonie Gee,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.