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 Djibouti and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yellowson to the electroclash 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Youth Brigade,
Marc Almond,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Au Pairs,
Brick,
Scientists,
Echospace,
Wally Richardson,
Massinfluence,
Subhumans,
Josef K,
The Cure,
The Selecter,
Roy Ayers,
the Fania All-Stars,
June Days,
The Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Agent Orange,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
Amazonics,
kango's stein massive,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Newcleus,
Danielle Patucci,
Neu!,
U.S. Maple,
Wolf Eyes,
Michelle Simonal,
Cluster,
Dark Day,
The Pretty Things,
Colin Newman,
Easy Going,
Fatback Band,
The Slits,
Kaleidoscope,
The Associates,
R.M.O.,
Aaron Thompson,
The Misunderstood,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Index,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Doors,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Theoretical Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra,
Soulsonic Force,
Cheater Slicks,
F. McDonald,
Technova,
Isaac Hayes,
Mandrill,
Lou Christie,
Sight & Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.