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 Latvia and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Modern Lovers to the rap 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator 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 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Youth Brigade,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric Copeland,
Alton Ellis,
Steve Hackett,
The Index,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Music Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Moody Blues,
Half Japanese,
Make Up,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Procol Harum,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül II,
The Cowsills,
Saccharine Trust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Remains,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Modern Lovers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Funky Four + One,
Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
KRS-One,
Rotary Connection,
Thee Headcoats,
Mr. Review,
Accadde A,
The Angels of Light,
Joensuu 1685,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
La Düsseldorf,
Junior Murvin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terrestrial Tones,
Public Image Ltd.,
Derrick Morgan,
Delta 5,
The United States of America,
JFA,
Con Funk Shun,
Newcleus,
Kerri Chandler,
The Pretty Things,
Scott Walker,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Basic Channel,
Todd Terry,
The Litter,
AZ,
Erykah Badu,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.