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 Haiti and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Scrapy to the disco 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack 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 disco 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 a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges,
This Heat,
Warren Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
The Saints,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Parry Music,
Quantec,
the Germs,
Sight & Sound,
AZ,
Nirvana,
Delon & Dalcan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Fraelich,
Judy Mowatt,
David McCallum,
The Slits,
Gang of Four,
Nils Olav,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
A Certain Ratio,
The Evens,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Swans,
Blancmange,
DJ Sneak,
the Fania All-Stars,
These Immortal Souls,
Half Japanese,
Arthur Verocai,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Barry Ungar,
Anthony Braxton,
Moss Icon,
Zero Boys,
Patti Smith,
Amazonics,
the Soft Cell,
The Electric Prunes,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fat Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Infiniti,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Magma,
The Cowsills,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.