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 Haiti and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Quantec to the dance 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Boogie Down Productions,
Aswad,
Derrick Morgan,
The Buckinghams,
Boredoms,
Max Romeo,
Television Personalities,
Marine Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Evens,
Metal Thangz,
Heaven 17,
The Dead C,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Royal Trux,
Pole,
Fatback Band,
the Human League,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Au Pairs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Arthur Verocai,
The Beau Brummels,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ituana,
Marc Almond,
Reuben Wilson,
Spoonie Gee,
LL Cool J,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Motions,
Alphaville,
The Gap Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q and Not U,
The Toasters,
the Normal,
Sällskapet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
10cc,
Unwound,
Warsaw,
Unrelated Segments,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quadrant,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter and Kerry,
Slick Rick,
Trumans Water,
Sex Pistols,
Gerry Rafferty,
CMW,
Amon Düül,
John Foxx,
Cal Tjader,
OOIOO,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.