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 Jordan and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Thompson Twins to the electroclash 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Fela Kuti,
Mo-Dettes,
The Zeros,
Ronnie Foster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joy Division,
Kayak,
The Modern Lovers,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Standells,
The J.B.'s,
The Busters,
Unwound,
Donald Byrd,
A Certain Ratio,
Leonard Cohen,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cluster,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nick Fraelich,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skarface,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scion,
Nils Olav,
Oblivians,
The Cowsills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Slackers,
The Fire Engines,
Alice Coltrane,
Wings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grauzone,
Amazonics,
Brand Nubian,
EPMD,
Morten Harket,
Livin' Joy,
Lebanon Hanover,
UT,
Quadrant,
Shoche,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Section 25,
Lakeside,
Schoolly D,
Zapp,
Liliput,
Sonic Youth,
Altered Images,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cameo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.