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 Mexico and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Eric Dolphy,
Porter Ricks,
Hardrive,
Erykah Badu,
Joe Smooth,
Toni Rubio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Reuben Wilson,
Deakin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Make Up,
Absolute Body Control,
The Moleskins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
One Last Wish,
FM Einheit,
Pantytec,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donald Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blake Baxter,
The Angels of Light,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Chrome,
Excepter,
R.M.O.,
Stockholm Monsters,
JFA,
Massinfluence,
Ten City,
Monks,
Sister Nancy,
Neu!,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Rundgren,
Ohio Players,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rhythm & Sound,
Faraquet,
E-Dancer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Inner City,
Mo-Dettes,
Lower 48,
Siglo XX,
Banda Bassotti,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tomorrow,
Television Personalities,
Bang On A Can,
New York Dolls,
Clear Light,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.