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 Ireland and from Johannesburg.
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 Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 Second Layer to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Lungfish,
Skriet,
Spandau Ballet,
X-101,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Pretty Things,
Byron Stingily,
Con Funk Shun,
Fluxion,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barbara Tucker,
Bob Dylan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hashim,
Ossler,
The Human League,
Scientists,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Susan Cadogan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Rundgren,
8 Eyed Spy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Misunderstood,
Outsiders,
Barry Ungar,
Dawn Penn,
The Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Iggy Pop,
Blossom Toes,
Q and Not U,
Lakeside,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sarah Menescal,
The Move,
The New Christs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Qualms,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultravox,
Sonny Sharrock,
Japan,
Harmonia,
the Soft Cell,
The Slackers,
John Holt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tom Boy,
Frankie Knuckles,
OOIOO,
Silicon Teens,
The Motions,
Aaron Thompson,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.