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 Namibia and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Marmalade to the rock 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sound Behaviour,
The Techniques,
Warsaw,
Bobby Womack,
Ultimate Spinach,
Swell Maps,
Monolake,
Bizarre Inc.,
10cc,
The Flesh Eaters,
EPMD,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hoover,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Derrick Morgan,
The Motions,
The Busters,
Franke,
KRS-One,
Laurel Aitken,
Glenn Branca,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cymande,
Pantytec,
Lightning Bolt,
Quadrant,
Tommy Roe,
The United States of America,
John Holt,
The Durutti Column,
Cybotron,
Subhumans,
Throbbing Gristle,
kango's stein massive,
Infiniti,
Althea and Donna,
Black Moon,
X-Ray Spex,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yaz,
The Saints,
John Foxx,
New Order,
Bobby Byrd,
Masters at Work,
Hardrive,
Mandrill,
The Moleskins,
Man Parrish,
Amazonics,
Ken Boothe,
Jacob Miller,
Heaven 17,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bang On A Can,
Cluster,
The Barracudas,
Sister Nancy,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.