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 Honduras and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Stetsasonic to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Adolescents,
Pylon,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barbara Tucker,
Bronski Beat,
Technova,
June of 44,
Deadbeat,
The Trojans,
AZ,
Jerry's Kids,
The Leaves,
The Offenders,
Angry Samoans,
The Modern Lovers,
Pantytec,
Tim Buckley,
Thompson Twins,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
Fela Kuti,
Camouflage,
Altered Images,
Brass Construction,
Simply Red,
Grauzone,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moby Grape,
Television,
the Slits,
The Misunderstood,
The Gap Band,
Radiohead,
Funky Four + One,
Rekid,
Bush Tetras,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
This Heat,
Maleditus Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vainqueur,
Robert Hood,
Accadde A,
Colin Newman,
David Axelrod,
Blancmange,
The J.B.'s,
Sällskapet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
OOIOO,
The Vogues,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Agitation Free,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.