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 Uganda and from Shanghai.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord 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 Brothers Johnson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
The Martian,
James White and The Blacks,
Grauzone,
Ohio Players,
The Fuzztones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zapp,
Panda Bear,
Negative Approach,
Prince Buster,
The Sound,
Accadde A,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Green,
Moby Grape,
Oblivians,
Michelle Simonal,
Youth Brigade,
Severed Heads,
the Human League,
The New Christs,
Model 500,
Mission of Burma,
Chris Corsano,
Sparks,
Sällskapet,
Tears for Fears,
Second Layer,
Amazonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-102,
The Remains,
Drexciya,
This Heat,
These Immortal Souls,
The Names,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stiv Bators,
Chris & Cosey,
Y Pants,
Steve Hackett,
Section 25,
David Axelrod,
CMW,
Aural Exciters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
48th St. Collective,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scan 7,
The Skatalites,
The Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Sonics,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Harpers Bizarre,
Underground Resistance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.