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 Moldova and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the disco 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Essential Logic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alice Coltrane,
A Certain Ratio,
Nirvana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Funkadelic,
Can,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Main Source,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aswad,
Tropical Tobacco,
Morten Harket,
The Knickerbockers,
The Happenings,
U.S. Maple,
Anthony Braxton,
Accadde A,
Jerry Gold Smith,
This Heat,
Dennis Brown,
Qualms,
Inner City,
The Pretty Things,
Alton Ellis,
Wings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mark Hollis,
R.M.O.,
the Normal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Dolphy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roger Hodgson,
Heaven 17,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
DNA,
Joy Division,
LL Cool J,
Ponytail,
Yaz,
Mandrill,
Trumans Water,
Average White Band,
Young Marble Giants,
The Modern Lovers,
Royal Trux,
Gong,
Sparks,
Banda Bassotti,
Blossom Toes,
Pylon,
Lungfish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Real Kids,
Kaleidoscope,
T.S.O.L.,
Pierre Henry,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.