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 Mauritius and from Lyon.
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 Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 CMW to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
The Techniques,
Ash Ra Tempel,
D'Angelo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fatback Band,
Negative Approach,
The Sonics,
Supertramp,
Johnny Clarke,
Spoonie Gee,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dennis Brown,
PIL,
Barclay James Harvest,
Toni Rubio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Neon Judgement,
John Foxx,
Morten Harket,
La Düsseldorf,
Chrome,
Popol Vuh,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Leonard Cohen,
Minny Pops,
Lightning Bolt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Star Department,
Magazine,
Soft Cell,
Sun City Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cosmic Jokers,
A Certain Ratio,
Porter Ricks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Seeds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Arab on Radar,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glenn Branca,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Görl,
Cheater Slicks,
Ice-T,
Mission of Burma,
Desert Stars,
Schoolly D,
The Real Kids,
Tim Buckley,
Reuben Wilson,
The Golliwogs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Wyatt,
Franke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.