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 Sweden and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wire to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
the Slits,
Animal Collective,
Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Loose Ends,
The Fuzztones,
Liliput,
Crash Course in Science,
Hashim,
The Fall,
Kevin Saunderson,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wally Richardson,
Marvin Gaye,
Josef K,
Nick Fraelich,
Minny Pops,
Radiohead,
Das Ding,
Eden Ahbez,
John Lydon,
Kas Product,
Kenny Larkin,
The Stooges,
Crime,
Neil Young,
Todd Rundgren,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Names,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Negative Approach,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABBA,
Henry Cow,
Pussy Galore,
The Last Poets,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare,
Fugazi,
Yellowson,
Jeff Mills,
Yusef Lateef,
Supertramp,
Marc Almond,
Guru Guru,
Sugar Minott,
The Busters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Smog,
Sällskapet,
Sixth Finger,
Sight & Sound,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.