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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gun Club to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
Idris Muhammad,
Arcadia,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Slick Rick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
R.M.O.,
Animal Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stereo Dub,
The Fall,
Dennis Brown,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
EPMD,
Alphaville,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barry Ungar,
The Young Rascals,
Public Enemy,
Porter Ricks,
Brick,
Neu!,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Swans,
Motorama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Bar-Kays,
Nico,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fugs,
Avey Tare,
Black Sheep,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Schoolly D,
Jacques Brel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Q65,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Anakelly,
Tim Buckley,
Gang of Four,
Bobby Sherman,
Nick Fraelich,
Sound Behaviour,
Wire,
Frankie Knuckles,
Intrusion,
Mad Mike,
Boogie Down Productions,
Underground Resistance,
The Pretty Things,
The American Breed,
Masters at Work,
Groovy Waters,
T. Rex,
Scott Walker,
Deakin,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.