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 Turkmenistan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 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 Godley & Creme to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
The Misunderstood,
Ituana,
World's Most,
The Zeros,
Janne Schatter,
Joy Division,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lakeside,
Outsiders,
Bluetip,
Marcia Griffiths,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mark Hollis,
The Victims,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eurythmics,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Talk Talk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Desert Stars,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Finger,
Make Up,
Sällskapet,
Derrick Morgan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Darondo,
Erykah Badu,
Judy Mowatt,
The Count Five,
Joey Negro,
The Grass Roots,
Visage,
X-101,
Mars,
David Bowie,
Gabor Szabo,
Essential Logic,
The Red Krayola,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gichy Dan,
Section 25,
Agent Orange,
Gang Starr,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fela Kuti,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Wyatt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Vainqueur,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stetsasonic,
The Wake,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.