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 Kosovo and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Public Enemy to the grunge 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Crime,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wire,
Fatback Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sound,
The Doors,
Whodini,
John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Warren Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
Cluster,
Panda Bear,
Althea and Donna,
Connie Case,
Nirvana,
Slick Rick,
Bronski Beat,
Massinfluence,
Electric Prunes,
the Soft Cell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Saints,
Mantronix,
Quantec,
Tropical Tobacco,
Johnny Clarke,
Letta Mbulu,
Yusef Lateef,
Nas,
Saccharine Trust,
Scion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fat Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ituana,
Groovy Waters,
The Barracudas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aloha Tigers,
Zapp,
Rakim,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alison Limerick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott Heron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Essential Logic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mark Hollis,
The Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Heaven 17,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.