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 Benin and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lyres to the grunge 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Liliput,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Colin Newman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dead Boys,
Mandrill,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-102,
New Order,
The Mojo Men,
Glenn Branca,
Alton Ellis,
Half Japanese,
Yellowson,
Kerri Chandler,
Alison Limerick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anakelly,
The Star Department,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
OOIOO,
The Techniques,
The Toasters,
MDC,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Trumans Water,
Crispian St. Peters,
Matthew Halsall,
Spoonie Gee,
Reagan Youth,
Pantaleimon,
Jerry's Kids,
Avey Tare,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gap Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Cale,
Bush Tetras,
The Fortunes,
Agitation Free,
Monolake,
Pagans,
Joe Finger,
Scientists,
Television Personalities,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dave Clark Five,
Angry Samoans,
Arcadia,
Unwound,
KRS-One,
Black Moon,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.