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 Benin and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Standells 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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 Star Department,
Curtis Mayfield,
Unrelated Segments,
Porter Ricks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sun City Girls,
Quantec,
Neil Young,
In Retrospect,
PIL,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ituana,
Brass Construction,
Can,
Nirvana,
The Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Saints,
Marine Girls,
Agitation Free,
Clear Light,
Eric Copeland,
Boz Scaggs,
Hasil Adkins,
U.S. Maple,
Jacob Miller,
Henry Cow,
B.T. Express,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Zero Boys,
Derrick May,
John Foxx,
the Germs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Franke,
Dark Day,
Young Marble Giants,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-Ray Spex,
Deadbeat,
Schoolly D,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grey Daturas,
Metal Thangz,
David Axelrod,
The Fortunes,
Spandau Ballet,
The Stooges,
The Toasters,
Guru Guru,
Flipper,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Invisible,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi,
Nico,
The Knickerbockers,
Fatback Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.