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 Serbia and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba 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 Ultravox 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Osbourne,
David Axelrod,
EPMD,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cowsills,
Soul II Soul,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suicide,
Accadde A,
Todd Terry,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin,
Fugazi,
The J.B.'s,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Don Cherry,
Black Bananas,
This Heat,
The Birthday Party,
The Gladiators,
Albert Ayler,
Boogie Down Productions,
ABC,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mummies,
Man Parrish,
John Lydon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fatback Band,
Wire,
Ossler,
The Sonics,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Raincoats,
Ornette Coleman,
Iggy Pop,
The Victims,
Wings,
Darondo,
Jandek,
Aaron Thompson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swans,
Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacques Brel,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Martian,
Fluxion,
The Smiths,
Eden Ahbez,
The Slits,
Faust,
Guru Guru,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.