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 Kyrgyzstan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cramps to the grime 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dawn Penn,
Absolute Body Control,
The J.B.'s,
Bang On A Can,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soft Cell,
Pierre Henry,
The Busters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed,
Radiohead,
Bobby Womack,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Barracudas,
Das Ding,
Nico,
Junior Murvin,
Con Funk Shun,
the Association,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deepchord,
Boredoms,
Grauzone,
Mad Mike,
Crash Course in Science,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric Copeland,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Divine Comedy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Goldenarms,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
Max Romeo,
Ultravox,
Public Enemy,
The Stooges,
Harry Pussy,
Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
Lindisfarne,
Kayak,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.