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 Czech Republic and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Scan 7,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moby Grape,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Motorama,
Cheater Slicks,
Quantec,
The Kinks,
Babytalk,
Sonic Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Cecil Taylor,
Amazonics,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joyce Sims,
John Coltrane,
The Stooges,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Christie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Section 25,
Electric Prunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Organ,
Whodini,
Ponytail,
Infiniti,
Negative Approach,
MDC,
The Seeds,
Lalann,
Roger Hodgson,
Urselle,
Dave Gahan,
Lakeside,
Yaz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Lydon,
Piero Umiliani,
the Human League,
Silicon Teens,
Chris & Cosey,
Zero Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
Neil Young,
Pussy Galore,
Harry Pussy,
UT,
Amon Düül,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Five Americans,
The Star Department,
The Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Ituana,
Nation of Ulysses,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.