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 Iran and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Althea and Donna to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Lebanon Hanover,
Clear Light,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Young Rascals,
Rod Modell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kas Product,
In Retrospect,
Sarah Menescal,
Cheater Slicks,
Jandek,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mars,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Near,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
Fear,
Aswad,
The Stooges,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Residents,
Dead Boys,
Suicide,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Count Five,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Christie,
Pierre Henry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kerri Chandler,
Marcia Griffiths,
Blake Baxter,
Joey Negro,
X-Ray Spex,
Letta Mbulu,
CMW,
Symarip,
Talk Talk,
Siglo XX,
Eddi Front,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hot Snakes,
Dave Gahan,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Pretty Things,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flipper,
Eve St. Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Charles Mingus,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.