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 Dominican Republic and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Pulsallama to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
the Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Au Pairs,
Model 500,
the Normal,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gun Club,
Dead Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Hill,
Sister Nancy,
Nas,
Mr. Review,
Television Personalities,
Colin Newman,
T.S.O.L.,
X-Ray Spex,
Henry Cow,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
James White and The Blacks,
Rosa Yemen,
Reagan Youth,
Erykah Badu,
JFA,
D'Angelo,
Masters at Work,
Lalann,
The Buckinghams,
Ponytail,
China Crisis,
The Blackbyrds,
The Searchers,
Josef K,
Ornette Coleman,
Junior Murvin,
LL Cool J,
Peter and Kerry,
Dawn Penn,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Subhumans,
Rakim,
Sun City Girls,
Brick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
One Last Wish,
Bang On A Can,
The Happenings,
L. Decosne,
OOIOO,
48th St. Collective,
Hardrive,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Association,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New York Dolls,
Scientists,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.