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 Honduras and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar 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 Nick Fraelich to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Erasure,
Unwound,
Delon & Dalcan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
John Lydon,
Sister Nancy,
Grauzone,
Joe Smooth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Tremeloes,
Sexual Harrassment,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Parry Music,
Supertramp,
Marc Almond,
Brass Construction,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Flag,
Fear,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Whodini,
Chris Corsano,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deadbeat,
Sparks,
Gang Green,
Zapp,
Robert Hood,
The Fall,
Metal Thangz,
Marvin Gaye,
Make Up,
Nation of Ulysses,
In Retrospect,
Audionom,
Y Pants,
Flipper,
Pierre Henry,
The Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
Section 25,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick Morgan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brothers Johnson,
Infiniti,
Roger Hodgson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Slackers,
Nas,
Hot Snakes,
Eve St. Jones,
Inner City,
Circle Jerks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.