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 Nigeria and from Delhi.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Techniques to the grime 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Associates,
Glambeats Corp.,
T.S.O.L.,
Maleditus Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Cameo,
X-101,
Ice-T,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric Copeland,
Zapp,
Maurizio,
Black Bananas,
Mission of Burma,
Jerry's Kids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Young Rascals,
Cheater Slicks,
Amon Düül,
The Smiths,
Althea and Donna,
Rekid,
Radiohead,
The Gun Club,
Lyres,
Procol Harum,
Blancmange,
Scott Walker,
The Barracudas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joe Finger,
Chris & Cosey,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Urselle,
The Martian,
Interpol,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kaleidoscope,
Judy Mowatt,
Terry Callier,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Can,
Minutemen,
Japan,
Radiopuhelimet,
The New Christs,
Rod Modell,
JFA,
Minor Threat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mummies,
The Monochrome Set,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jandek,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.