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 Georgia and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Stereo Dub to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Radiohead,
Agent Orange,
Buzzcocks,
Scientists,
Unrelated Segments,
Ten City,
The Names,
Sight & Sound,
Neil Young,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marmalade,
Rakim,
Stiv Bators,
Man Eating Sloth,
New York Dolls,
Skriet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
cv313,
Leonard Cohen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Dual Sessions,
Organ,
The Associates,
The Misunderstood,
Parry Music,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Hood,
Flipper,
Sällskapet,
Susan Cadogan,
Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deepchord,
Roxette,
Judy Mowatt,
New Age Steppers,
Davy DMX,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gladiators,
Kayak,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jawbox,
The Selecter,
Bronski Beat,
Pulsallama,
Theoretical Girls,
World's Most,
the Association,
Peter and Kerry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sixth Finger,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June of 44,
K-Klass,
Schoolly D,
Young Marble Giants,
John Foxx,
Patti Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.