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 Japan and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Real Kids,
Arcadia,
Tres Demented,
Neu!,
Delta 5,
Siglo XX,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Donny Hathaway,
La Düsseldorf,
Radiopuhelimet,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Raincoats,
Ituana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Todd Terry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nils Olav,
the Sonics,
Lungfish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Whodini,
Sparks,
Mark Hollis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marc Almond,
New York Dolls,
Freddie Wadling,
Rapeman,
L. Decosne,
Janne Schatter,
the Swans,
Chris & Cosey,
Marmalade,
Wolf Eyes,
Leonard Cohen,
Kas Product,
Suburban Knight,
Stereo Dub,
The Associates,
10cc,
Connie Case,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Prunes,
Nico,
The Dead C,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Sheep,
Skarface,
The Sonics,
Scan 7,
Q and Not U,
Au Pairs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Letta Mbulu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Make Up,
Bill Near,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.