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 Tonga and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dead Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Judy Mowatt,
John Cale,
China Crisis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tears for Fears,
Quando Quango,
Radio Birdman,
the Swans,
Jawbox,
The Victims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yaz,
Danielle Patucci,
Agent Orange,
The Standells,
Spandau Ballet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Starr,
The Residents,
Adolescents,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rod Modell,
the Soft Cell,
Mad Mike,
Crash Course in Science,
Soft Cell,
The Gladiators,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Holt,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sällskapet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang Green,
Lalann,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobby Sherman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Donny Hathaway,
Peter & Gordon,
Jacob Miller,
Wire,
The Zeros,
the Association,
Lightning Bolt,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Harmonia,
Section 25,
Pagans,
Hoover,
Delta 5,
Connie Case,
Flipper,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
The Count Five,
The Misunderstood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Subhumans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.