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 Australia and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 grunge 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Ornette Coleman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mr. Review,
Ten City,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gil Scott Heron,
This Heat,
Unwound,
Avey Tare,
Mo-Dettes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Flag,
Motorama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David Axelrod,
The Modern Lovers,
Piero Umiliani,
John Holt,
Derrick May,
The Associates,
Wings,
Bobby Byrd,
CMW,
Silicon Teens,
The Kinks,
Kerri Chandler,
Graham Central Station,
The Cramps,
Danielle Patucci,
Eurythmics,
Panda Bear,
Crime,
The Happenings,
Clear Light,
Amon Düül,
The Alarm Clocks,
Porter Ricks,
Tom Boy,
Parry Music,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pole,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
The Count Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Warren Ellis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soul II Soul,
Agitation Free,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cure,
Marvin Gaye,
Con Funk Shun,
Magma,
Moss Icon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.