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 Nauru and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sam Rivers to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Aswad,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glenn Branca,
Sun Ra,
Ken Boothe,
Boredoms,
Visage,
Marshall Jefferson,
Half Japanese,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fall,
Piero Umiliani,
Pylon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grey Daturas,
the Swans,
Camouflage,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiohead,
Guru Guru,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Icehouse,
Alton Ellis,
Dual Sessions,
Y Pants,
Nik Kershaw,
Grauzone,
Tomorrow,
MC5,
The Index,
Cameo,
Ohio Players,
The Move,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
The Grass Roots,
Funky Four + One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Khruangbin,
The Beau Brummels,
Bob Dylan,
Dave Gahan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Subhumans,
The Gories,
Gerry Rafferty,
Niagra,
David McCallum,
Babytalk,
Junior Murvin,
John Holt,
Schoolly D,
Gabor Szabo,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Sneak,
Lakeside,
Accadde A,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pagans,
The Litter,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.