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 South Africa and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord 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 The Zeros to the funk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Joensuu 1685,
Archie Shepp,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moby Grape,
The Slackers,
EPMD,
The Moody Blues,
Parry Music,
Deadbeat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gun Club,
Theoretical Girls,
Jerry's Kids,
Mad Mike,
The Associates,
The Black Dice,
Mandrill,
Alton Ellis,
Nico,
the Soft Cell,
Ten City,
Neil Young,
The New Christs,
Public Enemy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wire,
Minutemen,
Model 500,
Darondo,
Khruangbin,
Soft Machine,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eddi Front,
Depeche Mode,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rod Modell,
Connie Case,
Marmalade,
Dark Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
Neu!,
Godley & Creme,
Fatback Band,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare,
Chris & Cosey,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Swell Maps,
Babytalk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fugazi,
The Dead C,
JFA,
Soft Cell,
Brass Construction,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Shoche,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.