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 Peru and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fall to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
The Last Poets,
Bad Manners,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sight & Sound,
Visage,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris Corsano,
Smog,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Five Americans,
Fatback Band,
Rakim,
The Mojo Men,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
Saccharine Trust,
Cybotron,
PIL,
Parry Music,
Soulsonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scratch Acid,
Dave Gahan,
U.S. Maple,
Dead Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Suburban Knight,
Circle Jerks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Connie Case,
The Smiths,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Human League,
X-Ray Spex,
Erasure,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultravox,
Royal Trux,
MC5,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Lydon,
Cal Tjader,
The Fortunes,
Stereo Dub,
Chrome,
Godley & Creme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
The Saints,
X-101,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fugs,
Dark Day,
Marvin Gaye,
Avey Tare,
Masters at Work,
Shuggie Otis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.