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 Cyprus and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 PIL to the grime 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
The Moleskins,
Michelle Simonal,
The Misunderstood,
Inner City,
Porter Ricks,
Suburban Knight,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Raincoats,
The Birthday Party,
T. Rex,
Sonic Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Alphaville,
Davy DMX,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monks,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erykah Badu,
The Count Five,
John Lydon,
Eden Ahbez,
Kerri Chandler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crash Course in Science,
David McCallum,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang of Four,
Main Source,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Swell Maps,
Alton Ellis,
Black Bananas,
The Doors,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sixth Finger,
X-Ray Spex,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry's Kids,
Guru Guru,
the Sonics,
Rufus Thomas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rod Modell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Victims,
Cymande,
Deepchord,
Rites of Spring,
Agitation Free,
Intrusion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.