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 Laos and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Terrestrial Tones to the techno 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Scan 7,
Spandau Ballet,
Das Ding,
Tres Demented,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brass Construction,
Sällskapet,
Babytalk,
Nick Fraelich,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Oblivians,
The Gun Club,
Vladislav Delay,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deadbeat,
The Cowsills,
Dual Sessions,
The Residents,
Altered Images,
Vainqueur,
Stockholm Monsters,
Procol Harum,
Judy Mowatt,
Roxette,
Radiohead,
The Music Machine,
Al Stewart,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Zeros,
PIL,
Quadrant,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
The Wake,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rakim,
Basic Channel,
Ken Boothe,
FM Einheit,
Ossler,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
Fugazi,
Bad Manners,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ten City,
Alton Ellis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Icehouse,
Neil Young,
EPMD,
Eric Dolphy,
One Last Wish,
Public Enemy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jerry's Kids,
Monks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.