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 Togo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Man Eating Sloth to the rock 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
The Gap Band,
Simply Red,
Graham Central Station,
Von Mondo,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Style,
Crime,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
Popol Vuh,
Sonic Youth,
Roxy Music,
Bush Tetras,
Franke,
Yusef Lateef,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Massinfluence,
The Walker Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
Shuggie Otis,
Zapp,
Gang Starr,
Marmalade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cameo,
Mr. Review,
The J.B.'s,
LL Cool J,
Eve St. Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Peter and Kerry,
Scott Walker,
Morten Harket,
Animal Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
Avey Tare,
Quadrant,
Arcadia,
The Remains,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
ABBA,
Royal Trux,
The Moleskins,
Fluxion,
The Dirtbombs,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Smooth,
Blossom Toes,
The American Breed,
June of 44,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Amon Düül,
Masters at Work,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.