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 Iceland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gang Gang Dance to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Bill Wells,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pulsallama,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Goldenarms,
Throbbing Gristle,
Alison Limerick,
Joy Division,
Essential Logic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Circle Jerks,
Jandek,
Ludus,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cal Tjader,
Moss Icon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Symarip,
DJ Style,
Soul Sonic Force,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brass Construction,
Easy Going,
Urselle,
FM Einheit,
Barbara Tucker,
Tomorrow,
The Star Department,
T. Rex,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ornette Coleman,
The Five Americans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Babytalk,
The Pop Group,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joey Negro,
Peter and Kerry,
Simply Red,
Absolute Body Control,
The Invisible,
Pere Ubu,
Skriet,
Subhumans,
Minnie Riperton,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jacob Miller,
Arab on Radar,
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Leonard Cohen,
Nirvana,
Derrick May,
Basic Channel,
Bad Manners,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Curtis Mayfield,
B.T. Express,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.