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 Marshall Islands and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Donald Fagen 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 Soft Cell to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
The Mummies,
Patti Smith,
Echospace,
Pagans,
Skarface,
Outsiders,
New Age Steppers,
the Soft Cell,
The Barracudas,
Severed Heads,
Eden Ahbez,
Cluster,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hot Snakes,
Groovy Waters,
Underground Resistance,
Roxette,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Halsall,
Erasure,
Au Pairs,
Quando Quango,
Yusef Lateef,
Basic Channel,
The Blues Magoos,
The Busters,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flash Fearless,
Rosa Yemen,
Soulsonic Force,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy Collins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Whodini,
The Standells,
Sandy B,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Toasters,
New Order,
The Associates,
June Days,
June of 44,
Mr. Review,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott Heron,
Zapp,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rod Modell,
Funky Four + One,
Sam Rivers,
Easy Going,
The Trojans,
Cymande,
The Zeros,
Los Fastidios,
kango's stein massive,
the Human League,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.