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 Vanuatu and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sonic Youth to the electroclash 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Motorama,
Arab on Radar,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultimate Spinach,
Maurizio,
Massinfluence,
The Happenings,
Electric Prunes,
Slave,
Bob Dylan,
The New Christs,
The Gap Band,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Zeros,
Joey Negro,
Yellowson,
Pantaleimon,
Connie Case,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Japan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare,
Kayak,
Camouflage,
Bobby Sherman,
Reuben Wilson,
Talk Talk,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
Q and Not U,
FM Einheit,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unwound,
Jeff Mills,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Little Man,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
ABBA,
The Invisible,
Gichy Dan,
Trumans Water,
Lee Hazlewood,
Faust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Henry Cow,
Index,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soft Machine,
Brick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
CMW,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Guru Guru,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.