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 Grenada and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Modern Lovers to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Sound Behaviour,
The Happenings,
Pole,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
The Walker Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moebius,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Y Pants,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
Scion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gladiators,
Nirvana,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Drexciya,
Urselle,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Babytalk,
Mars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aswad,
The Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minny Pops,
L. Decosne,
Main Source,
the Normal,
Scott Walker,
Skarface,
Jacob Miller,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Accadde A,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Depeche Mode,
Bill Wells,
Silicon Teens,
Wasted Youth,
Crooked Eye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Prince Buster,
The Kinks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Residents,
The Young Rascals,
Boogie Down Productions,
H. Thieme,
Boredoms,
The Music Machine,
Gong,
Faraquet,
Bronski Beat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Toasters,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.