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 Bulgaria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Blancmange to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Lindisfarne,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ice-T,
Outsiders,
JFA,
New Order,
The Doors,
The Sound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crooked Eye,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Toasters,
Ten City,
Scan 7,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Banda Bassotti,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scientists,
Porter Ricks,
Theoretical Girls,
Au Pairs,
Gang Starr,
Eric Dolphy,
Susan Cadogan,
Crash Course in Science,
Echospace,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric Copeland,
Oblivians,
Colin Newman,
Organ,
Negative Approach,
K-Klass,
Harmonia,
Eden Ahbez,
Tommy Roe,
Angry Samoans,
X-101,
Crispian St. Peters,
Loose Ends,
X-Ray Spex,
Moss Icon,
Mars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Dawn Penn,
John Lydon,
The Vogues,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bronski Beat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radiohead,
Faust,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Easy Going,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.