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 Estonia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Mars to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a guitar 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 güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Colin Newman,
Rites of Spring,
Reagan Youth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Masters at Work,
Hasil Adkins,
X-101,
Parry Music,
EPMD,
the Human League,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Young Rascals,
Rakim,
Ludus,
New Age Steppers,
Country Teasers,
Loose Ends,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roxy Music,
Rod Modell,
Theoretical Girls,
FM Einheit,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pulsallama,
E-Dancer,
The Five Americans,
Throbbing Gristle,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Slick Rick,
The Doors,
Arab on Radar,
10cc,
The Electric Prunes,
James White and The Blacks,
Bluetip,
Gregory Isaacs,
Buzzcocks,
Ossler,
Second Layer,
Sixth Finger,
Quando Quango,
Niagra,
Alison Limerick,
Ice-T,
Freddie Wadling,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grey Daturas,
John Holt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eli Mardock,
Radio Birdman,
Minutemen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Max Romeo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Banda Bassotti,
Wings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.