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 Korea North and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the techno 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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Rekid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ken Boothe,
The Fall,
The Gun Club,
Laurel Aitken,
Wolf Eyes,
Sister Nancy,
Max Romeo,
the Bar-Kays,
Tommy Roe,
Heaven 17,
The Smoke,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Toni Rubio,
Agent Orange,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Blackbyrds,
Soulsonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unrelated Segments,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boredoms,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pussy Galore,
Neu!,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Slits,
Dennis Brown,
Sex Pistols,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Velvet Underground,
Traffic Nightmare,
Davy DMX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cymande,
the Germs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Qualms,
Thompson Twins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roxette,
EPMD,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joey Negro,
Flipper,
Dark Day,
X-Ray Spex,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oblivians,
Brothers Johnson,
Minny Pops,
Monks,
Minor Threat,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.