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 Korea North and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 FM Einheit to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Lalann,
The Star Department,
Erykah Badu,
Ossler,
The Kinks,
Warsaw,
Thee Headcoats,
Cluster,
Supertramp,
Nirvana,
Prince Buster,
Shuggie Otis,
the Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Jandek,
The Sonics,
Jacques Brel,
Cybotron,
Interpol,
Nick Fraelich,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bluetip,
Spoonie Gee,
Brand Nubian,
Arab on Radar,
Rod Modell,
Scott Walker,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare,
The Remains,
Black Moon,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
Circle Jerks,
Peter and Kerry,
Mr. Review,
The Names,
The Buckinghams,
Lindisfarne,
Television,
Q and Not U,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Pretty Things,
The Birthday Party,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter & Gordon,
Mantronix,
The Dead C,
Marine Girls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June Days,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sonic Youth,
The Gap Band,
Grey Daturas,
Au Pairs,
Soul II Soul,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Black Dice,
Infiniti,
Banda Bassotti,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.