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 Tuvalu and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 PIL to the techno 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
The Mojo Men,
X-102,
Gang of Four,
cv313,
Bad Manners,
The Dirtbombs,
The Litter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Funkadelic,
UT,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Lynne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Sneak,
Danielle Patucci,
John Lydon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
KRS-One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
CMW,
The Angels of Light,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camberwell Now,
Pole,
The Slits,
John Foxx,
Man Eating Sloth,
Banda Bassotti,
Brass Construction,
X-101,
The Monks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
Babytalk,
a-ha,
Qualms,
The Remains,
The Names,
The Moleskins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joensuu 1685,
Thompson Twins,
Lyres,
PIL,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Happenings,
Godley & Creme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
The Offenders,
Carl Craig,
Loose Ends,
Q65,
The Selecter,
The Victims,
Altered Images,
The Young Rascals,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.