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 Congo and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Lou Reed 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 The Music Machine to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Wolf Eyes,
Anthony Braxton,
Hoover,
Rotary Connection,
New Order,
Q and Not U,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Residents,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Dave Clark Five,
JFA,
The Victims,
D'Angelo,
Magazine,
Cheater Slicks,
Silicon Teens,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The United States of America,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aswad,
Symarip,
Television,
Janne Schatter,
Anakelly,
Chris Corsano,
Gichy Dan,
Motorama,
Tubeway Army,
Flipper,
Deadbeat,
The Vogues,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Starr,
Lyres,
Pole,
Agitation Free,
Erasure,
Reagan Youth,
The Toasters,
Ronnie Foster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang of Four,
Cymande,
Connie Case,
Skarface,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Normal,
Little Man,
Bad Manners,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Offenders,
Porter Ricks,
10cc,
Skriet,
Angry Samoans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blackbyrds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.