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 Vanuatu and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Stereo Dub to the electroclash 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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
The Gun Club,
Y Pants,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fugs,
The Evens,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABC,
Buzzcocks,
Black Flag,
Erykah Badu,
The Victims,
Motorama,
Youth Brigade,
T.S.O.L.,
Roger Hodgson,
Accadde A,
a-ha,
F. McDonald,
Althea and Donna,
R.M.O.,
Janne Schatter,
Chris & Cosey,
Carl Craig,
Hashim,
Stiv Bators,
Subhumans,
Jerry's Kids,
Circle Jerks,
Iggy Pop,
Gerry Rafferty,
Outsiders,
Wolf Eyes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
The Gap Band,
Animal Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nas,
Mo-Dettes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kenny Larkin,
Crime,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Suicide,
Slave,
Bobby Byrd,
Simply Red,
Severed Heads,
The Raincoats,
Nirvana,
The Vogues,
Stetsasonic,
Television,
Crooked Eye,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Junior Murvin,
The Index,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.