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 Vanuatu and from Mexico City.
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 Cairo and Milan.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Grass Roots to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Banda Bassotti,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mummies,
Outsiders,
Warren Ellis,
The Beau Brummels,
Severed Heads,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun Ra,
Dave Gahan,
Lightning Bolt,
Crime,
The Gladiators,
B.T. Express,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Tremeloes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sparks,
Das Ding,
The Velvet Underground,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minor Threat,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeru the Damaja,
Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Qualms,
ABBA,
The Doors,
Deadbeat,
Absolute Body Control,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
Tom Boy,
Interpol,
Derrick Morgan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Anthony Braxton,
Sam Rivers,
The Star Department,
Agitation Free,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Procol Harum,
Rhythm & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Index,
Lyres,
Nas,
K-Klass,
Davy DMX,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
Suburban Knight,
David Axelrod,
Babytalk,
Pulsallama,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.