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 Israel and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 UT to the dance 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Andrew Hill,
Mars,
Los Fastidios,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tommy Roe,
Con Funk Shun,
Sugar Minott,
In Retrospect,
Zero Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barrington Levy,
Rapeman,
Radiohead,
The Busters,
Adolescents,
Hardrive,
Eurythmics,
Organ,
Intrusion,
Warren Ellis,
Monks,
Flamin' Groovies,
June of 44,
Gang Green,
Derrick May,
The Gories,
Ponytail,
These Immortal Souls,
Saccharine Trust,
Slave,
The Misunderstood,
Rotary Connection,
Tom Boy,
Goldenarms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fugazi,
Skarface,
The Names,
Glenn Branca,
Yellowson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Audionom,
Reagan Youth,
Simply Red,
Matthew Halsall,
The Happenings,
Youth Brigade,
Ohio Players,
Reuben Wilson,
Heaven 17,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aaron Thompson,
kango's stein massive,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
China Crisis,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.