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 Spain and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator 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 Von Mondo to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Niagra,
Subhumans,
Jawbox,
Brick,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Swans,
Tres Demented,
Fear,
Bad Manners,
Crime,
AZ,
Symarip,
Accadde A,
Ronan,
Lindisfarne,
The Stooges,
Tears for Fears,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moby Grape,
Excepter,
Trumans Water,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
New Age Steppers,
The Pretty Things,
Ultra Naté,
The Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
John Holt,
Mr. Review,
Rotary Connection,
Letta Mbulu,
Chris & Cosey,
MDC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Iggy Pop,
Peter & Gordon,
Lakeside,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed,
The Fire Engines,
X-Ray Spex,
Goldenarms,
Minny Pops,
The Move,
Stetsasonic,
The Index,
Skaos,
Sandy B,
The Seeds,
The Vogues,
Absolute Body Control,
A Certain Ratio,
Angry Samoans,
Althea and Donna,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.