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 Kosovo and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Unwound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wings,
Delta 5,
Sonic Youth,
The Cramps,
Leonard Cohen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Letta Mbulu,
Alison Limerick,
L. Decosne,
Subhumans,
Susan Cadogan,
Y Pants,
Vladislav Delay,
Gregory Isaacs,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Slackers,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Neon Judgement,
Wolf Eyes,
Kerri Chandler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Order,
Yazoo,
Wasted Youth,
The Count Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Inner City,
Model 500,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
F. McDonald,
Terrestrial Tones,
Franke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Lindisfarne,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fortunes,
Idris Muhammad,
Zapp,
Skriet,
The Gories,
Second Layer,
Angry Samoans,
Tim Buckley,
John Holt,
Pere Ubu,
R.M.O.,
Toni Rubio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ken Boothe,
Glenn Branca,
Tomorrow,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.