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 Mauritius and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Junior Murvin to the crunk 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Massinfluence,
Kaleidoscope,
Bill Wells,
Model 500,
The Fugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Dennis Brown,
Fugazi,
Rakim,
Newcleus,
The Last Poets,
Black Sheep,
Gang Gang Dance,
Niagra,
Lungfish,
Procol Harum,
the Slits,
The Monks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
Matthew Halsall,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Half Japanese,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Knickerbockers,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Magma,
Lucky Dragons,
Zero Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Delta 5,
Pylon,
Marc Almond,
Faraquet,
Mantronix,
ABC,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rekid,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
Terrestrial Tones,
Agitation Free,
Johnny Clarke,
Colin Newman,
The Buckinghams,
Rufus Thomas,
The Sound,
John Cale,
Eric Copeland,
Rotary Connection,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Fania All-Stars,
The Busters,
Ten City,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.