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 Belize 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lower 48 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
The Seeds,
Oneida,
Gong,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Quadrant,
Derrick Morgan,
Buzzcocks,
The Young Rascals,
The Invisible,
Procol Harum,
Unwound,
Babytalk,
Rakim,
Bootsy Collins,
kango's stein massive,
Radiohead,
Q65,
Connie Case,
Anakelly,
The Fuzztones,
John Lydon,
DNA,
Letta Mbulu,
A Certain Ratio,
Eddi Front,
New York Dolls,
Agitation Free,
Joe Finger,
Bob Dylan,
Rufus Thomas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crooked Eye,
Morten Harket,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wasted Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brothers Johnson,
Fugazi,
Goldenarms,
Jandek,
Eli Mardock,
Absolute Body Control,
The United States of America,
Sandy B,
Howard Jones,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Quantec,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sister Nancy,
Fat Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Franke,
The Smoke,
Mr. Review,
The Moleskins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.