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 Iceland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Prince Buster to the jazz 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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Sonics,
The Angels of Light,
Aaron Thompson,
Joyce Sims,
Basic Channel,
Sonic Youth,
Funkadelic,
KRS-One,
The Red Krayola,
Niagra,
Agitation Free,
Marine Girls,
48th St. Collective,
Bootsy Collins,
Mantronix,
Roxy Music,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Raincoats,
Cameo,
K-Klass,
The Skatalites,
Reagan Youth,
Tommy Roe,
Unrelated Segments,
Shoche,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June Days,
Stetsasonic,
Roy Ayers,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
Scientists,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
Monolake,
Amon Düül,
Tom Boy,
Liliput,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Henry Cow,
Barrington Levy,
The United States of America,
Youth Brigade,
Radiohead,
Nick Fraelich,
Visage,
Pulsallama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
China Crisis,
Drexciya,
Sex Pistols,
Wasted Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
The Modern Lovers,
Letta Mbulu,
the Fania All-Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.