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 Burkina and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Shadows of Knight to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Black Sheep,
Spandau Ballet,
The Mummies,
Alice Coltrane,
EPMD,
Grey Daturas,
Nico,
Fela Kuti,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Monks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Procol Harum,
Surgeon,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Normal,
The Searchers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jawbox,
Quando Quango,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Neon Judgement,
Depeche Mode,
Josef K,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Todd Rundgren,
Bootsy Collins,
The Zeros,
Cybotron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hoover,
The Saints,
The Cure,
Kenny Larkin,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eurythmics,
Index,
Brick,
Grandmaster Flash,
ABC,
Outsiders,
Hashim,
Faraquet,
Marmalade,
Moss Icon,
Ornette Coleman,
Pylon,
Suicide,
Oblivians,
Maurizio,
The J.B.'s,
The Dead C,
Eli Mardock,
Brothers Johnson,
Yellowson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Knickerbockers,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.