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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 Tubeway Army to the rock 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 One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Sugar Minott,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
Infiniti,
Underground Resistance,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Residents,
Aloha Tigers,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Monks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Outsiders,
Absolute Body Control,
The Real Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Henry Cow,
Dennis Brown,
Hashim,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MDC,
Bauhaus,
Arthur Verocai,
David Bowie,
The Fire Engines,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cure,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gories,
Altered Images,
Radio Birdman,
Rotary Connection,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Star Department,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scion,
Public Enemy,
Visage,
Aswad,
Hoover,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Zero Boys,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Can,
Grey Daturas,
Delta 5,
U.S. Maple,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pop Group,
Spandau Ballet,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Crooked Eye,
Isaac Hayes,
The Stooges,
The Fuzztones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Duran Duran,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.