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 Norway and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar 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 AZ to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ice-T,
Skriet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pagans,
Steve Hackett,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Flash Fearless,
The J.B.'s,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Monolake,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smiths,
FM Einheit,
The Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
The Evens,
Joe Finger,
Chrome,
Outsiders,
Kurtis Blow,
Dennis Brown,
Sight & Sound,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alphaville,
Kas Product,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mad Mike,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Golliwogs,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gap Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Spandau Ballet,
Theoretical Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Soft Machine,
Buzzcocks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pere Ubu,
Surgeon,
Silicon Teens,
Black Sheep,
X-Ray Spex,
The Slackers,
Second Layer,
cv313,
Nas,
Jawbox,
Al Stewart,
Alton Ellis,
Deepchord,
The Gories,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.