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 Swaziland 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Japan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Human League,
Nas,
Crooked Eye,
Aaron Thompson,
Sound Behaviour,
Das Ding,
Deadbeat,
Camberwell Now,
Panda Bear,
Buzzcocks,
Eve St. Jones,
Rotary Connection,
The Young Rascals,
Black Pus,
Spandau Ballet,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Smoke,
Radio Birdman,
La Düsseldorf,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rakim,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Leonard Cohen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Depeche Mode,
Jacob Miller,
D'Angelo,
Brass Construction,
Quando Quango,
Mantronix,
T.S.O.L.,
Cameo,
The Star Department,
Ralphi Rosario,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Starr,
Malaria!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Albert Ayler,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
The Skatalites,
Au Pairs,
Isaac Hayes,
Thee Headcoats,
Simply Red,
Flamin' Groovies,
Index,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mo-Dettes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Doors,
AZ,
Scratch Acid,
Fifty Foot Hose,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.