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 Uruguay and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Erasure to the rap 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Absolute Body Control,
Fugazi,
The Walker Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cameo,
Animal Collective,
Warren Ellis,
Gang of Four,
The Doors,
Minor Threat,
Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
The Dirtbombs,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
The Vogues,
Jeff Mills,
Ten City,
Barry Ungar,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Star Department,
Suicide,
Pagans,
Dave Gahan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Remains,
Simply Red,
The Black Dice,
The Victims,
The Blackbyrds,
Visage,
The Doobie Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Clear Light,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Blancmange,
Donald Byrd,
L. Decosne,
Sound Behaviour,
John Lydon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bill Wells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pylon,
Mars,
Max Romeo,
Tomorrow,
Underground Resistance,
Nico,
CMW,
Hardrive,
Deepchord,
Eden Ahbez,
The Index,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Smiths,
Vainqueur,
Joey Negro,
Joyce Sims,
Depeche Mode,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.