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 Moldova and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar 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 Marmalade to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
The Moleskins,
Morten Harket,
Bootsy Collins,
Agent Orange,
Negative Approach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Victims,
U.S. Maple,
Jeru the Damaja,
Janne Schatter,
Joensuu 1685,
Porter Ricks,
Connie Case,
The Velvet Underground,
Babytalk,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Erykah Badu,
Junior Murvin,
Cluster,
Hot Snakes,
Dave Gahan,
Newcleus,
Lucky Dragons,
Visage,
The Electric Prunes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Half Japanese,
Absolute Body Control,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DJ Sneak,
Dead Boys,
Lower 48,
Little Man,
Delta 5,
Simply Red,
Livin' Joy,
Deepchord,
K-Klass,
Symarip,
Skarface,
the Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Chris & Cosey,
Arab on Radar,
The Offenders,
The Five Americans,
Maurizio,
Magma,
Wolf Eyes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fugs,
Ornette Coleman,
Clear Light,
Zero Boys,
Glenn Branca,
China Crisis,
Danielle Patucci,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.