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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Thee Headcoats to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Joey Negro,
DJ Style,
E-Dancer,
Sandy B,
Chrome,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mantronix,
Moby Grape,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lyres,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
FM Einheit,
Absolute Body Control,
Sister Nancy,
The Stooges,
June Days,
MDC,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
David McCallum,
Sam Rivers,
Eli Mardock,
Reagan Youth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Organ,
Iggy Pop,
Lungfish,
The Kinks,
The Invisible,
The Monks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agitation Free,
The Sonics,
Neu!,
The Slits,
Shuggie Otis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Golliwogs,
Ohio Players,
Toni Rubio,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
Royal Trux,
U.S. Maple,
T.S.O.L.,
EPMD,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marine Girls,
Gang Starr,
The Flesh Eaters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Section 25,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fortunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Drexciya,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Excepter,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.