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 Liberia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Cure to the grime 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Nik Kershaw,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Girls At Our Best!,
Blossom Toes,
Mantronix,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fall,
Sight & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monolake,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantaleimon,
Gong,
Subhumans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Newcleus,
Marmalade,
Model 500,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boz Scaggs,
Camberwell Now,
Skaos,
Black Flag,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Soft Cell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Hood,
Thee Headcoats,
Theoretical Girls,
Zero Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
Faraquet,
The Stooges,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Intrusion,
Wally Richardson,
Pagans,
Ronan,
Marine Girls,
LL Cool J,
X-101,
Dark Day,
Donald Byrd,
Schoolly D,
Rufus Thomas,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Victims,
Sparks,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
Khruangbin,
Funkadelic,
Ten City,
Unwound,
Black Bananas,
Wings,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.