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 Azerbaijan and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Victims,
Porter Ricks,
The Modern Lovers,
Slick Rick,
Half Japanese,
Organ,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Gap Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Livin' Joy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soul II Soul,
Crispy Ambulance,
Funky Four + One,
Dual Sessions,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra,
Deadbeat,
Eric Dolphy,
The American Breed,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
K-Klass,
cv313,
Swans,
Flash Fearless,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rekid,
Circle Jerks,
10cc,
Isaac Hayes,
Unwound,
Jeff Mills,
Scott Walker,
The Smiths,
Television Personalities,
Nico,
the Association,
Mission of Burma,
the Swans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Al Stewart,
The Pop Group,
Jesper Dahlback,
R.M.O.,
Josef K,
EPMD,
Kerri Chandler,
Newcleus,
Severed Heads,
Eric B and Rakim,
Technova,
Mars,
Moby Grape,
Oblivians,
Judy Mowatt,
Kayak,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bang On A Can,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.