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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 Second Layer to the electroclash 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
DJ Sneak,
Skaos,
Fad Gadget,
Jandek,
Pharoah Sanders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Desert Stars,
Public Enemy,
The Golliwogs,
Tommy Roe,
Simply Red,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Real Kids,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stereo Dub,
Flipper,
Barry Ungar,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Suburban Knight,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hardrive,
Unwound,
The Offenders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lalo Schifrin,
Whodini,
Silicon Teens,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
Peter & Gordon,
Pole,
D'Angelo,
Yazoo,
Eden Ahbez,
Hoover,
Soul II Soul,
Warren Ellis,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
LL Cool J,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bob Dylan,
Steve Hackett,
Swans,
Yaz,
Wasted Youth,
The J.B.'s,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Little Man,
Animal Collective,
The Motions,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.