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 Antigua and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Liliput to the disco 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Görl,
Joyce Sims,
New Order,
Rufus Thomas,
Agent Orange,
Wolf Eyes,
The Barracudas,
Graham Central Station,
The Cowsills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ken Boothe,
Funky Four + One,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hardrive,
Patti Smith,
X-101,
Crooked Eye,
The Stooges,
Intrusion,
Angry Samoans,
Sam Rivers,
Lakeside,
Magazine,
Gang of Four,
Y Pants,
T.S.O.L.,
Junior Murvin,
Godley & Creme,
The Star Department,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Babytalk,
Lower 48,
Barbara Tucker,
Quadrant,
CMW,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Slits,
Bauhaus,
Pagans,
Sight & Sound,
Public Enemy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moby Grape,
Radio Birdman,
Oblivians,
Pussy Galore,
John Coltrane,
Whodini,
The Young Rascals,
MDC,
The Gun Club,
Negative Approach,
Gregory Isaacs,
Archie Shepp,
Massinfluence,
Jacob Miller,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.