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 Dominica and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 ABBA to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Cheater Slicks,
Technova,
Mantronix,
Chris Corsano,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Darondo,
Bob Dylan,
The Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mr. Review,
Rotary Connection,
Grauzone,
The Slackers,
Jerry's Kids,
The Selecter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
H. Thieme,
Groovy Waters,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fall,
The Tremeloes,
Stiv Bators,
One Last Wish,
Patti Smith,
Dead Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roxette,
Royal Trux,
Sonny Sharrock,
Quando Quango,
The Blackbyrds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Japan,
Tears for Fears,
The Red Krayola,
Warren Ellis,
Crooked Eye,
Eurythmics,
Soulsonic Force,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Prince Buster,
ABC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rites of Spring,
Joensuu 1685,
Slave,
Laurel Aitken,
The Martian,
The Cowsills,
Cymande,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.