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 Fiji and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Jandek to the jazz 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish 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 Germs,
Aaron Thompson,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Wells,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Underground Resistance,
Camberwell Now,
Chrome,
Morten Harket,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crime,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jerry's Kids,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Schoolly D,
Neu!,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Radiohead,
Suburban Knight,
The Five Americans,
The Knickerbockers,
R.M.O.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Wyatt,
Ossler,
Rufus Thomas,
The Remains,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Make Up,
The Modern Lovers,
Camouflage,
The Monks,
FM Einheit,
The Blackbyrds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skriet,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bang On A Can,
Fad Gadget,
Sound Behaviour,
U.S. Maple,
Gong,
Brothers Johnson,
The J.B.'s,
Radio Birdman,
Flash Fearless,
Country Teasers,
Drive Like Jehu,
La Düsseldorf,
Excepter,
Gang of Four,
The Pop Group,
Yaz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quando Quango,
Icehouse,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.