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 Haiti and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 a-ha to the techno 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
FM Einheit,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stetsasonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mummies,
Kas Product,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Urselle,
Interpol,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Can,
The Busters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eve St. Jones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Symarip,
Soft Cell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Essential Logic,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed,
Lower 48,
Ossler,
Brass Construction,
Ultravox,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
Depeche Mode,
Joyce Sims,
Kool Moe Dee,
Al Stewart,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deadbeat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Icehouse,
cv313,
Porter Ricks,
Michelle Simonal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barclay James Harvest,
Smog,
The Mojo Men,
Spoonie Gee,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra,
Colin Newman,
Blancmange,
Rapeman,
Cheater Slicks,
Goldenarms,
Swell Maps,
Ice-T,
Moss Icon,
Buzzcocks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.