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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord 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 Infiniti to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Lynne,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
Chris Corsano,
EPMD,
Minor Threat,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Buckinghams,
Amon Düül II,
China Crisis,
Crash Course in Science,
Agitation Free,
Grandmaster Flash,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter & Gordon,
Popol Vuh,
Motorama,
Pantaleimon,
Silicon Teens,
Ten City,
Au Pairs,
The Mummies,
Basic Channel,
The Knickerbockers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Banda Bassotti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Birthday Party,
Roxette,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Y Pants,
Zapp,
Archie Shepp,
Jawbox,
Bluetip,
Ken Boothe,
Public Enemy,
Kayak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dennis Brown,
Bauhaus,
The Happenings,
Donald Byrd,
Rufus Thomas,
Wings,
The Raincoats,
Bush Tetras,
UT,
Symarip,
Kurtis Blow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Red Krayola,
These Immortal Souls,
Aloha Tigers,
Television,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.