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 Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jeff Mills to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Pet Shop Boys,
E-Dancer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Barracudas,
Maurizio,
Duran Duran,
Iggy Pop,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Sheep,
The Zeros,
Junior Murvin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Agent Orange,
Don Cherry,
Mandrill,
Model 500,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wire,
Alice Coltrane,
Howard Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nils Olav,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sixth Finger,
Mad Mike,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Angels of Light,
The Blackbyrds,
Jacques Brel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fluxion,
These Immortal Souls,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultravox,
One Last Wish,
Sugar Minott,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mojo Men,
Cameo,
Agitation Free,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Freddie Wadling,
Altered Images,
Camouflage,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Colin Newman,
The Gories,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.