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 Estonia and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Jacob Miller to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Residents,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Dirtbombs,
Erykah Badu,
The Names,
Pylon,
John Foxx,
the Bar-Kays,
Boz Scaggs,
Jawbox,
The Alarm Clocks,
Michelle Simonal,
Pagans,
H. Thieme,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Move,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Can,
the Human League,
Max Romeo,
Pole,
Cheater Slicks,
The Star Department,
David McCallum,
Chrome,
a-ha,
Sarah Menescal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marc Almond,
Make Up,
the Association,
Rakim,
Sugar Minott,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Neon Judgement,
Wolf Eyes,
June Days,
Neil Young,
Soft Machine,
Livin' Joy,
X-101,
Popol Vuh,
Sällskapet,
Morten Harket,
Skaos,
Anakelly,
Warsaw,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Victims,
Porter Ricks,
The Fall,
Zapp,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Sherman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moss Icon,
Massinfluence,
Tomorrow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.