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 Armenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The New Christs 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
CMW,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris Corsano,
Q and Not U,
Visage,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dual Sessions,
Harpers Bizarre,
Inner City,
Soul II Soul,
the Soft Cell,
Scientists,
Byron Stingily,
Black Bananas,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Associates,
Schoolly D,
E-Dancer,
Brand Nubian,
One Last Wish,
Gabor Szabo,
Lower 48,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Von Mondo,
Janne Schatter,
Aswad,
Joensuu 1685,
John Lydon,
Absolute Body Control,
X-102,
The Monochrome Set,
Robert Wyatt,
Gichy Dan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
Andrew Hill,
La Düsseldorf,
Sight & Sound,
The Vogues,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang Green,
Lalo Schifrin,
Saccharine Trust,
Barrington Levy,
Metal Thangz,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young,
Grauzone,
The American Breed,
Radio Birdman,
R.M.O.,
The Skatalites,
Symarip,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Second Layer,
Jeff Mills,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.