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 Bolivia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 Maurizio to the techno 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Lou Reed,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Arcadia,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tom Boy,
The Knickerbockers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Gong,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Skatalites,
The Blackbyrds,
Rufus Thomas,
Index,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Steve Hackett,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Isaac Hayes,
Cymande,
Rekid,
Ten City,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fugs,
The Smiths,
Q65,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
One Last Wish,
James White and The Blacks,
Panda Bear,
Vladislav Delay,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Mr. Review,
The Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Moon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Howard Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gap Band,
The Vogues,
Soft Machine,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Warren Ellis,
Outsiders,
Marc Almond,
Khruangbin,
Nation of Ulysses,
This Heat,
Sam Rivers,
Little Man,
Gang of Four,
Cheater Slicks,
Sugar Minott,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.