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 Portugal and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bluetip to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rhythm & Sound,
Magma,
Basic Channel,
Slick Rick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Velvet Underground,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cure,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q65,
Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
The Music Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lower 48,
This Heat,
Ken Boothe,
The Smoke,
Unwound,
David Bowie,
Patti Smith,
Section 25,
Faraquet,
Siglo XX,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hot Snakes,
Swell Maps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Red Krayola,
Camberwell Now,
Ice-T,
Magazine,
Brass Construction,
Don Cherry,
Y Pants,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Sonics,
Bobby Sherman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sister Nancy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rod Modell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Roxette,
Newcleus,
The Real Kids,
Idris Muhammad,
A Certain Ratio,
X-Ray Spex,
Brand Nubian,
Ponytail,
UT,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.