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 Canada and from London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the grunge 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Vladislav Delay,
Deadbeat,
the Slits,
World's Most,
F. McDonald,
Dennis Brown,
Black Flag,
Soft Cell,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
PIL,
Mr. Review,
Roger Hodgson,
Guru Guru,
Bobby Sherman,
Yellowson,
John Foxx,
The Seeds,
the Soft Cell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gabor Szabo,
The Monochrome Set,
Althea and Donna,
T.S.O.L.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barbara Tucker,
Carl Craig,
the Fania All-Stars,
Monks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donald Byrd,
Lungfish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ornette Coleman,
The Star Department,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wire,
Quadrant,
Wally Richardson,
Neil Young,
Ponytail,
Minor Threat,
Roxette,
Japan,
Loose Ends,
Joy Division,
The Busters,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Durutti Column,
Parry Music,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythm & Sound,
The New Christs,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Warren Ellis,
Supertramp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harry Pussy,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.