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 Kosovo and from Cairo.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Yaz to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Swell Maps,
48th St. Collective,
Section 25,
Model 500,
Blancmange,
Robert Görl,
DJ Style,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Stooges,
Derrick Morgan,
Second Layer,
Shoche,
Icehouse,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Last Poets,
Severed Heads,
Soft Cell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Goldenarms,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sällskapet,
Rites of Spring,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dirtbombs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
L. Decosne,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gories,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moby Grape,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sarah Menescal,
The Golliwogs,
Bizarre Inc.,
New York Dolls,
Groovy Waters,
Marine Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Sun City Girls,
R.M.O.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lakeside,
The Pretty Things,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skaos,
Liliput,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
In Retrospect,
Ultravox,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.