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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Avey Tare to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Axelrod,
Heaven 17,
Mr. Review,
Glenn Branca,
The Real Kids,
Loose Ends,
Joyce Sims,
Reuben Wilson,
China Crisis,
Howard Jones,
Toni Rubio,
Massinfluence,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells,
Soulsonic Force,
Lalann,
The Smiths,
Jimmy McGriff,
Echospace,
Inner City,
Ponytail,
Unrelated Segments,
The Pretty Things,
Hoover,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Essential Logic,
Aural Exciters,
Grauzone,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marmalade,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Index,
Fad Gadget,
Roy Ayers,
Franke,
The Dead C,
The Mummies,
Main Source,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Animal Collective,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Pus,
The New Christs,
The Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Funky Four + One,
Surgeon,
Magazine,
Pere Ubu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Grass Roots,
Trumans Water,
Vladislav Delay,
Shuggie Otis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Henry Cow,
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.