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 Ecuador and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba 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 Subhumans 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Excepter,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Electric Prunes,
Wire,
Scratch Acid,
Tom Boy,
Essential Logic,
Lindisfarne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kas Product,
The Stooges,
The Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Accadde A,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
David Axelrod,
Animal Collective,
Flash Fearless,
The Buckinghams,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brand Nubian,
Brothers Johnson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Youth Brigade,
Liliput,
Ohio Players,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soft Cell,
Eden Ahbez,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Parry Music,
Nas,
Country Teasers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sixth Finger,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Offenders,
Lyres,
Gang of Four,
Motorama,
Ultra Naté,
Thompson Twins,
The Skatalites,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang Starr,
Donny Hathaway,
Rapeman,
Nirvana,
The Blues Magoos,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Sheep,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tim Buckley,
Cheater Slicks,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.