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 Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joey Negro to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Archie Shepp,
Con Funk Shun,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
These Immortal Souls,
The Dirtbombs,
Sällskapet,
Mo-Dettes,
Suburban Knight,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
D'Angelo,
Shuggie Otis,
Bootsy Collins,
Ohio Players,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sam Rivers,
Youth Brigade,
Alice Coltrane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Babytalk,
The Mummies,
Traffic Nightmare,
Man Parrish,
The Techniques,
Eurythmics,
Schoolly D,
Avey Tare,
Average White Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ice-T,
The Wake,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlback,
Subhumans,
Lungfish,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Index,
Piero Umiliani,
World's Most,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soft Cell,
Scan 7,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Standells,
Gang Starr,
The Raincoats,
The Vogues,
Drexciya,
Kayak,
Rapeman,
The Toasters,
Basic Channel,
Deadbeat,
Jandek,
The Young Rascals,
Vainqueur,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.