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 New Zealand and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Jerry's Kids to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
New Age Steppers,
Bill Near,
David Bowie,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crime,
Letta Mbulu,
Cymande,
La Düsseldorf,
Intrusion,
Harry Pussy,
Arab on Radar,
Duran Duran,
Eurythmics,
Eric Dolphy,
Dawn Penn,
Yusef Lateef,
Bizarre Inc.,
Agent Orange,
David McCallum,
Warren Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Franke,
Stiv Bators,
Rotary Connection,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joyce Sims,
Freddie Wadling,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minutemen,
The Zeros,
Heaven 17,
The Sound,
World's Most,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tommy Roe,
Nas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Goldenarms,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang of Four,
FM Einheit,
The Saints,
Cameo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Leonard Cohen,
These Immortal Souls,
Quadrant,
Suburban Knight,
Aural Exciters,
Trumans Water,
10cc,
Joy Division,
Pulsallama,
Desert Stars,
The Trojans,
Charles Mingus,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.