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 Sudan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes 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 PIL to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eli Mardock,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Sherman,
The Blackbyrds,
Nirvana,
Todd Rundgren,
The Count Five,
Todd Terry,
Intrusion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Raincoats,
Kerri Chandler,
The Standells,
Moebius,
Letta Mbulu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Dead Boys,
One Last Wish,
Circle Jerks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
cv313,
Con Funk Shun,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gap Band,
Tom Boy,
Simply Red,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sun Ra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delta 5,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nas,
Radiohead,
Gang Green,
The Residents,
Moss Icon,
Outsiders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Gang Starr,
Boz Scaggs,
Flash Fearless,
Subhumans,
Saccharine Trust,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Howard Jones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Adolescents,
The Techniques,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reagan Youth,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.