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 Canada and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Blossom Toes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Offenders,
Circle Jerks,
Popol Vuh,
The Smoke,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gong,
Joe Finger,
Neil Young,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joyce Sims,
Soul II Soul,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun City Girls,
Accadde A,
Niagra,
Piero Umiliani,
K-Klass,
Glenn Branca,
Connie Case,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Martian,
Massinfluence,
Nirvana,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Little Man,
Cybotron,
Idris Muhammad,
Adolescents,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Terry,
Grauzone,
Flash Fearless,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Hood,
Eli Mardock,
MDC,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tommy Roe,
John Foxx,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Saints,
Saccharine Trust,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultravox,
Tubeway Army,
Drexciya,
Aswad,
Johnny Osbourne,
Supertramp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Scrapy,
Wings,
The Electric Prunes,
Depeche Mode,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arab on Radar,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.