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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
The Leaves,
Newcleus,
Aural Exciters,
Mantronix,
John Lydon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tears for Fears,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zero Boys,
Harmonia,
The Walker Brothers,
Agitation Free,
T.S.O.L.,
MC5,
Minor Threat,
Joensuu 1685,
Neu!,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
a-ha,
Prince Buster,
Scrapy,
Archie Shepp,
the Human League,
Heaven 17,
Goldenarms,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fad Gadget,
Wire,
David McCallum,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Moon,
Charles Mingus,
Procol Harum,
Brothers Johnson,
The Names,
Erasure,
Simply Red,
Robert Görl,
China Crisis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Slackers,
The Victims,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rosa Yemen,
The Red Krayola,
Reagan Youth,
Japan,
The Angels of Light,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ludus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
CMW,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Whodini,
John Foxx,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.