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 Sweden and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 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 the Human League to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Pussy Galore,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sister Nancy,
Bill Near,
UT,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hashim,
Joy Division,
The Dead C,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun City Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
Fela Kuti,
Andrew Hill,
Dorothy Ashby,
Swans,
Drexciya,
The Star Department,
The Mojo Men,
Gregory Isaacs,
ABBA,
Cluster,
Franke,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Womack,
Hardrive,
LL Cool J,
Bang On A Can,
The United States of America,
Agitation Free,
The Motions,
Amon Düül,
Carl Craig,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
D'Angelo,
Banda Bassotti,
The Walker Brothers,
Moebius,
World's Most,
Public Enemy,
Arcadia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moby Grape,
Soul Sonic Force,
Urselle,
Guru Guru,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fire Engines,
Al Stewart,
Yusef Lateef,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arab on Radar,
Toni Rubio,
Kurtis Blow,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
Charles Mingus,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.