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 Equatorial Guinea and from Glasgow.
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 Cairo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kevin Saunderson to the rock 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Malaria!,
Deakin,
Eurythmics,
Thompson Twins,
Ten City,
Bootsy Collins,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doobie Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Near,
Stockholm Monsters,
Oblivians,
the Human League,
Deadbeat,
Whodini,
John Coltrane,
Blake Baxter,
the Germs,
The Pop Group,
Funkadelic,
Eric Copeland,
Rod Modell,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Second Layer,
Steve Hackett,
Tres Demented,
Niagra,
Sandy B,
Gang Gang Dance,
Radiohead,
Skaos,
Talk Talk,
Davy DMX,
Lee Hazlewood,
Michelle Simonal,
Wally Richardson,
These Immortal Souls,
Scion,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Doors,
Tomorrow,
Godley & Creme,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dirtbombs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ituana,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Derrick May,
Ponytail,
Big Daddy Kane,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.