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 Yemen and from Portland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Maurizio to the punk 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Leonard Cohen,
June of 44,
Letta Mbulu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Swans,
Junior Murvin,
K-Klass,
The Pretty Things,
cv313,
Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
Robert Hood,
Judy Mowatt,
KRS-One,
Lakeside,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispy Ambulance,
Deadbeat,
World's Most,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aural Exciters,
Charles Mingus,
the Slits,
Circle Jerks,
X-101,
Q65,
The Gun Club,
Los Fastidios,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Angels of Light,
Bill Near,
Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cramps,
Theoretical Girls,
The Vogues,
Rosa Yemen,
Davy DMX,
U.S. Maple,
Public Enemy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joe Finger,
The Busters,
Nils Olav,
Supertramp,
The Mojo Men,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stetsasonic,
Pussy Galore,
Ronan,
Mantronix,
The Count Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
Scion,
FM Einheit,
The Last Poets,
Rites of Spring,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.