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 Somalia 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leaves to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
10cc,
Cheater Slicks,
Charles Mingus,
Arthur Verocai,
Rosa Yemen,
Maleditus Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arab on Radar,
David McCallum,
Panda Bear,
Rakim,
The Saints,
Hasil Adkins,
D'Angelo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pylon,
The Litter,
The Fortunes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aural Exciters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul II Soul,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minny Pops,
Deepchord,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Subhumans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Prince Buster,
Liliput,
Spandau Ballet,
Goldenarms,
John Holt,
Q and Not U,
Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Connie Case,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Dolphy,
Slave,
The Angels of Light,
Wire,
Whodini,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kas Product,
Kenny Larkin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Blancmange,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fela Kuti,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Hood,
Mr. Review,
The Grass Roots,
Nico,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Au Pairs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.