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 Botswana and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 Massinfluence 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
The Martian,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
PIL,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cymande,
Chrome,
Shuggie Otis,
Freddie Wadling,
Subhumans,
The Gap Band,
Max Romeo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
New Age Steppers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scan 7,
The Sound,
Yazoo,
Fear,
the Swans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Andrew Hill,
The Fugs,
DNA,
Eli Mardock,
The Move,
Saccharine Trust,
ABC,
Clear Light,
Tim Buckley,
Crash Course in Science,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fluxion,
Anakelly,
China Crisis,
Eve St. Jones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Lydon,
Depeche Mode,
Motorama,
Anthony Braxton,
Unrelated Segments,
June of 44,
ABBA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cramps,
Ohio Players,
Mark Hollis,
K-Klass,
Dark Day,
The Names,
Marc Almond,
The Angels of Light,
Stockholm Monsters,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.