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 Israel and from Salvador.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Marine Girls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Searchers. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Trumans Water,
Black Pus,
Brand Nubian,
Loose Ends,
Ten City,
Sparks,
Amon Düül II,
Albert Ayler,
Arab on Radar,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Los Fastidios,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
World's Most,
The Misunderstood,
Sex Pistols,
Darondo,
Babytalk,
The American Breed,
June Days,
Steve Hackett,
D'Angelo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
L. Decosne,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Finger,
Alphaville,
The Cure,
Maleditus Sound,
Skarface,
Inner City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
DNA,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Young Marble Giants,
The Shadows of Knight,
Erykah Badu,
Thee Headcoats,
Bill Near,
Juan Atkins,
Minnie Riperton,
Harry Pussy,
Howard Jones,
Roxy Music,
Blake Baxter,
Shoche,
Peter & Gordon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
T.S.O.L.,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kaleidoscope,
the Bar-Kays,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Q65,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aloha Tigers,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.