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 Korea North and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 a-ha to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
David Axelrod,
Supertramp,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scion,
Altered Images,
The Seeds,
Fatback Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
The Five Americans,
The Grass Roots,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Laurel Aitken,
Byron Stingily,
Peter and Kerry,
Pierre Henry,
Gabor Szabo,
Con Funk Shun,
Eurythmics,
Soulsonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Birthday Party,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Excepter,
Sällskapet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
Fugazi,
Simply Red,
The Red Krayola,
The Index,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Slits,
Subhumans,
Essential Logic,
MC5,
Mark Hollis,
Urselle,
Faust,
Aloha Tigers,
The Selecter,
U.S. Maple,
The Blackbyrds,
Ultra Naté,
Yellowson,
Gang Starr,
The Real Kids,
The Searchers,
Ludus,
The Toasters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.