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 Micronesia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Busters to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Panda Bear,
JFA,
Chris & Cosey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swans,
Derrick May,
Bluetip,
Stereo Dub,
The Sound,
Nas,
Ice-T,
The Happenings,
Livin' Joy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dual Sessions,
the Human League,
The Index,
Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Golliwogs,
Siglo XX,
The American Breed,
Maurizio,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pantaleimon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lungfish,
Urselle,
Radio Birdman,
Dead Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funkadelic,
Davy DMX,
Make Up,
World's Most,
Sugar Minott,
Alphaville,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pulsallama,
Easy Going,
Jacques Brel,
The Seeds,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Teasers,
Vainqueur,
Wings,
Porter Ricks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neil Young,
The Misunderstood,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Silicon Teens,
Howard Jones,
Deadbeat,
Lindisfarne,
Aaron Thompson,
The Human League,
John Coltrane,
Pere Ubu,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.