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 Macedonia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 8 Eyed Spy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
The Techniques,
Blake Baxter,
Crooked Eye,
Dave Gahan,
Au Pairs,
Soul II Soul,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sällskapet,
Janne Schatter,
Robert Wyatt,
Nils Olav,
Ponytail,
Zero Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Grass Roots,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arthur Verocai,
Thompson Twins,
Underground Resistance,
Brass Construction,
Dual Sessions,
K-Klass,
Terry Callier,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Donny Hathaway,
E-Dancer,
Severed Heads,
Fatback Band,
The J.B.'s,
Subhumans,
The Modern Lovers,
Wings,
Stiv Bators,
David Axelrod,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Bar-Kays,
Siglo XX,
Bronski Beat,
The Slackers,
The Index,
The Smiths,
Yazoo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
X-102,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cowsills,
The Residents,
Hardrive,
James White and The Blacks,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Q65,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.