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 Somalia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 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 The Misunderstood to the rap 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Popol Vuh,
Cymande,
Groovy Waters,
Skriet,
The Buckinghams,
Eddi Front,
Fad Gadget,
Deepchord,
The Human League,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funkadelic,
Nick Fraelich,
Crime,
Marvin Gaye,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fat Boys,
Archie Shepp,
Infiniti,
Bronski Beat,
Dave Gahan,
Half Japanese,
Barrington Levy,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Guru Guru,
Subhumans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultravox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fall,
Absolute Body Control,
Eric Copeland,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Zero Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
L. Decosne,
The Velvet Underground,
Pylon,
Cybotron,
Lightning Bolt,
Oneida,
cv313,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Index,
Anakelly,
David Bowie,
The Gun Club,
The Moleskins,
Reuben Wilson,
The Remains,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Theoretical Girls,
The Kinks,
Shoche,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.