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 Kenya and from Lyon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Reagan Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Severed Heads,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alphaville,
The Pop Group,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Trumans Water,
Fear,
Maleditus Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
The Stooges,
MDC,
Parry Music,
Hot Snakes,
The Move,
Henry Cow,
Derrick May,
Cameo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stereo Dub,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rosa Yemen,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hashim,
The Tremeloes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lyres,
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
The Last Poets,
Cecil Taylor,
The Blues Magoos,
Avey Tare,
The Cowsills,
Pere Ubu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Charles Mingus,
Sarah Menescal,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Swans,
The Seeds,
Circle Jerks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Red Krayola,
The Happenings,
Ten City,
Mission of Burma,
Jandek,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wally Richardson,
Max Romeo,
Technova,
Terry Callier,
Black Flag,
Ludus,
Crooked Eye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Danielle Patucci,
The Velvet Underground,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sandy B,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.