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 Singapore and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Dave Gahan to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Moleskins,
The Skatalites,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
June Days,
The Golliwogs,
The Birthday Party,
Aswad,
DJ Sneak,
Flipper,
KRS-One,
Grauzone,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Clear Light,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pole,
The Busters,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Simply Red,
Dead Boys,
Sparks,
The Beau Brummels,
Brand Nubian,
Bill Near,
Reuben Wilson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
In Retrospect,
The Star Department,
Minny Pops,
Black Bananas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bronski Beat,
June of 44,
Joyce Sims,
Young Marble Giants,
Massinfluence,
Parry Music,
New Order,
Eurythmics,
The Leaves,
Rod Modell,
the Association,
Darondo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Heaven 17,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Animal Collective,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
David Bowie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Walker Brothers,
Colin Newman,
Black Sheep,
Wally Richardson,
Sister Nancy,
Letta Mbulu,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.