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 Congo and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Erasure 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Clear Light,
Severed Heads,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Albert Ayler,
The Divine Comedy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Raincoats,
Tres Demented,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Electric Prunes,
Bronski Beat,
Agent Orange,
The Vogues,
Arthur Verocai,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echospace,
Deepchord,
Tears for Fears,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slick Rick,
Todd Rundgren,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Janne Schatter,
Marc Almond,
Barry Ungar,
Rod Modell,
The Seeds,
Wolf Eyes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sight & Sound,
Brass Construction,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pet Shop Boys,
Silicon Teens,
Masters at Work,
Andrew Hill,
Josef K,
Funky Four + One,
Maleditus Sound,
Deadbeat,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Names,
The Human League,
Stetsasonic,
Inner City,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Flag,
Pulsallama,
The Techniques,
Das Ding,
The Gun Club,
L. Decosne,
The Martian,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mission of Burma,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.