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 Sierra Leone 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ludus to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Visage,
Franke,
Tommy Roe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scott Walker,
Sparks,
Roger Hodgson,
Sonic Youth,
Yellowson,
Charles Mingus,
The Slits,
Josef K,
Sugar Minott,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sarah Menescal,
Jacob Miller,
Joyce Sims,
Marc Almond,
Pagans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Schoolly D,
The Wake,
Accadde A,
Donald Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Gap Band,
Bill Near,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Qualms,
The Music Machine,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Image Ltd.,
Procol Harum,
Cheater Slicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Animal Collective,
Fluxion,
Brand Nubian,
LL Cool J,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gladiators,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Vogues,
Maurizio,
Todd Terry,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Seeds,
Steve Hackett,
The Modern Lovers,
the Swans,
Magma,
The Mojo Men,
Suburban Knight,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Guru Guru,
The Knickerbockers,
DJ Style,
Eric Dolphy,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.