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 United Kingdom and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron 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 ABC to the electroclash 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
48th St. Collective,
Toni Rubio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Chris & Cosey,
Throbbing Gristle,
Archie Shepp,
Sarah Menescal,
The Young Rascals,
the Normal,
Jandek,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Happenings,
Brand Nubian,
World's Most,
Scientists,
Bobby Sherman,
The Vogues,
Girls At Our Best!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
K-Klass,
Ash Ra Tempel,
June Days,
Eli Mardock,
Black Pus,
Ludus,
The Victims,
Youth Brigade,
The Zeros,
Charles Mingus,
The Toasters,
Half Japanese,
Thompson Twins,
Urselle,
The Cure,
MDC,
Scott Walker,
Joyce Sims,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DNA,
Soulsonic Force,
La Düsseldorf,
Roxette,
Intrusion,
Robert Wyatt,
Soft Machine,
PIL,
Ken Boothe,
Deakin,
Aswad,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Techniques,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joensuu 1685,
Yazoo,
Jeff Mills,
Alton Ellis,
Delta 5,
Loose Ends,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
kango's stein massive,
The Index,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.