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 Bahrain and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Thompson Twins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes 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?
Outsiders,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlback,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dual Sessions,
Silicon Teens,
The Sisters of Mercy,
R.M.O.,
The Mojo Men,
The Sonics,
EPMD,
Animal Collective,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Real Kids,
Gong,
Joyce Sims,
Sällskapet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dead Boys,
Glenn Branca,
MDC,
Sarah Menescal,
Morten Harket,
The Kinks,
Ultravox,
Schoolly D,
David Axelrod,
Spoonie Gee,
Scrapy,
T. Rex,
Main Source,
Black Pus,
Matthew Bourne,
Subhumans,
The Dead C,
Gang Starr,
Lindisfarne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Young Marble Giants,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scan 7,
The New Christs,
Lyres,
Nirvana,
The Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donald Byrd,
Deepchord,
Ultra Naté,
New York Dolls,
Newcleus,
the Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker,
MC5,
Soulsonic Force,
Sandy B,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ten City,
The Fire Engines,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.