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 Chile and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Big Daddy Kane to the funk 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Stetsasonic,
Magazine,
Warren Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
Desert Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Glenn Branca,
The Index,
The Fugs,
Pantytec,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fad Gadget,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alphaville,
Visage,
Little Man,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moebius,
Can,
Minor Threat,
Cymande,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Chrome,
The Fall,
PIL,
Reagan Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Yellowson,
Supertramp,
Chris & Cosey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Style,
Cybotron,
Kenny Larkin,
Quantec,
Alice Coltrane,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lungfish,
Wings,
Amon Düül,
China Crisis,
Bronski Beat,
Marine Girls,
Dual Sessions,
The Gun Club,
Lou Christie,
Man Parrish,
Zapp,
Crime,
Franke,
Audionom,
Rotary Connection,
Half Japanese,
John Cale,
The Shadows of Knight,
Index,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.