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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Monks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Khruangbin,
Gang of Four,
Tropical Tobacco,
Symarip,
Joy Division,
Chris & Cosey,
Robert Hood,
Pulsallama,
June of 44,
Sixth Finger,
The Fugs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hot Snakes,
Roxy Music,
KRS-One,
Von Mondo,
The Skatalites,
Ossler,
Scan 7,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stereo Dub,
The Stooges,
Whodini,
The Selecter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minor Threat,
Underground Resistance,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skriet,
Sam Rivers,
Section 25,
Scratch Acid,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lalo Schifrin,
Interpol,
Spandau Ballet,
Electric Prunes,
DNA,
The Detroit Cobras,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kurtis Blow,
Scientists,
Dual Sessions,
The Velvet Underground,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sonic Youth,
Wire,
The Cure,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Germs,
Echospace,
Moebius,
Sun Ra,
Quadrant,
Simply Red,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Byrd,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.