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 Benin and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 10cc 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
New Order,
Guru Guru,
Drive Like Jehu,
Index,
Drexciya,
Derrick May,
China Crisis,
Skriet,
Agitation Free,
Deadbeat,
World's Most,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers,
Colin Newman,
Howard Jones,
The Golliwogs,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Parry Music,
Scion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minor Threat,
Can,
Swans,
Erasure,
The Raincoats,
UT,
Andrew Hill,
The Music Machine,
The Associates,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Technova,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Audionom,
Siglo XX,
A Certain Ratio,
Panda Bear,
Sly & The Family Stone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dead Boys,
Make Up,
Delta 5,
Oneida,
In Retrospect,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aaron Thompson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Christie,
Lou Reed,
Essential Logic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Human League,
Kas Product,
Thompson Twins,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.