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 Singapore and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ 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 Loose Ends to the grime 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Roxette,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pere Ubu,
H. Thieme,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker,
Chris Corsano,
Aswad,
Surgeon,
Sam Rivers,
David Axelrod,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Qualms,
Barrington Levy,
Icehouse,
Accadde A,
Marc Almond,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camberwell Now,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Offenders,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Moleskins,
The Star Department,
The Searchers,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fall,
Chris & Cosey,
Dorothy Ashby,
Glenn Branca,
Kerri Chandler,
Organ,
Soft Machine,
Yellowson,
Essential Logic,
MDC,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tim Buckley,
Heaven 17,
Nils Olav,
Fugazi,
Mandrill,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skaos,
10cc,
Infiniti,
Joe Finger,
Newcleus,
The American Breed,
Niagra,
Spandau Ballet,
Con Funk Shun,
The Modern Lovers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Adolescents,
L. Decosne,
the Slits,
Dennis Brown,
The Velvet Underground,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.