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 Switzerland and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zapp to the dance 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat 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 Grass Roots,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joyce Sims,
Siglo XX,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Delta 5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zapp,
Urselle,
Cymande,
Dave Gahan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Shoche,
Dawn Penn,
Metal Thangz,
Anthony Braxton,
Crooked Eye,
Barclay James Harvest,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skriet,
The Toasters,
Crash Course in Science,
Suicide,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terrestrial Tones,
Adolescents,
The Birthday Party,
Liliput,
The Moody Blues,
In Retrospect,
Byron Stingily,
Scion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tomorrow,
Smog,
Sugar Minott,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultravox,
Mandrill,
Iggy Pop,
The Offenders,
Simply Red,
Reuben Wilson,
Whodini,
Rotary Connection,
Pere Ubu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scrapy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June Days,
Blake Baxter,
Mantronix,
Yazoo,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.