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 China and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 Altered Images to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Zapp,
Bobby Byrd,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ice-T,
Lyres,
CMW,
Make Up,
The Trojans,
Motorama,
Television,
The Gap Band,
The Durutti Column,
Pantytec,
Kurtis Blow,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scan 7,
Ten City,
Bang On A Can,
Simply Red,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Prunes,
The Associates,
Eve St. Jones,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ossler,
Joey Negro,
Spoonie Gee,
The Blackbyrds,
Camouflage,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Toasters,
Popol Vuh,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nirvana,
Godley & Creme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter & Gordon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Todd Terry,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
T. Rex,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dark Day,
The Walker Brothers,
The Vogues,
Essential Logic,
Deepchord,
Hardrive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Q and Not U,
Eli Mardock,
The Skatalites,
Marmalade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.