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 Toronto.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Procol Harum to the grunge 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
JFA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Davy DMX,
Marine Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Jacob Miller,
Sparks,
Skriet,
Excepter,
Livin' Joy,
Heaven 17,
Nico,
Blossom Toes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oneida,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Make Up,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Quantec,
Eddi Front,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gladiators,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Toasters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
Eurythmics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-Ray Spex,
Rosa Yemen,
Q65,
Surgeon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
Bad Manners,
The Index,
Index,
EPMD,
The Birthday Party,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Star Department,
Graham Central Station,
The Fall,
Lower 48,
Negative Approach,
The Black Dice,
DNA,
Hardrive,
Howard Jones,
Buzzcocks,
Clear Light,
Interpol,
Ituana,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Vogues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.