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 Rwanda and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Babytalk,
the Bar-Kays,
The Slackers,
Nils Olav,
Yaz,
B.T. Express,
The Standells,
Ohio Players,
Alton Ellis,
Das Ding,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Normal,
Matthew Halsall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
Tim Buckley,
Public Enemy,
Black Sheep,
Danielle Patucci,
Brothers Johnson,
Supertramp,
Eli Mardock,
a-ha,
Bootsy Collins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sällskapet,
Jacob Miller,
John Lydon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Loose Ends,
Index,
Skarface,
Black Moon,
Idris Muhammad,
Connie Case,
Quando Quango,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Near,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Saints,
Donald Byrd,
Aaron Thompson,
Tubeway Army,
Mad Mike,
Sun City Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Adolescents,
Pet Shop Boys,
David Axelrod,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Monks,
kango's stein massive,
Warren Ellis,
Piero Umiliani,
Livin' Joy,
Pantaleimon,
Flipper,
Reuben Wilson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.