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 Senegal and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Simply Red to the grime 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Womack,
Tears for Fears,
Stiv Bators,
The Saints,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sällskapet,
Howard Jones,
The Busters,
Aural Exciters,
The Associates,
Cybotron,
Peter and Kerry,
PIL,
MDC,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Order,
Circle Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maleditus Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Bauhaus,
Metal Thangz,
Bill Near,
Grey Daturas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
L. Decosne,
Bill Wells,
The Neon Judgement,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Basic Channel,
Kayak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Severed Heads,
Tim Buckley,
Hoover,
Hardrive,
Godley & Creme,
Amon Düül,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
Depeche Mode,
Cameo,
These Immortal Souls,
World's Most,
DJ Sneak,
Animal Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Steve Hackett,
The Pretty Things,
The Tremeloes,
Silicon Teens,
Massinfluence,
Audionom,
The Beau Brummels,
The Wake,
Moby Grape,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sisters of Mercy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.