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 Sudan and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Real Kids to the jazz 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
UT,
Neil Young,
Minutemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiohead,
Hasil Adkins,
Sam Rivers,
Sound Behaviour,
Quadrant,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Unrelated Segments,
Schoolly D,
Neu!,
Japan,
AZ,
The Young Rascals,
Average White Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bronski Beat,
Terry Callier,
A Flock of Seagulls,
In Retrospect,
Oblivians,
Frankie Knuckles,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
The Gun Club,
Laurel Aitken,
Reuben Wilson,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Halsall,
Mars,
Connie Case,
The Names,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Blake Baxter,
Joy Division,
Jacob Miller,
Brand Nubian,
The Smoke,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Trumans Water,
Absolute Body Control,
Crooked Eye,
Ten City,
Soft Cell,
Aswad,
Dark Day,
The Buckinghams,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stetsasonic,
Nico,
the Human League,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.