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 Sri Lanka and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Alton Ellis to the rock 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Severed Heads,
The Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Last Poets,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Blues Magoos,
Rakim,
Depeche Mode,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Raincoats,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Almond,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül II,
a-ha,
The Happenings,
Radiohead,
The Count Five,
Oneida,
Pere Ubu,
Black Pus,
Agent Orange,
Shuggie Otis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultravox,
The Young Rascals,
Brass Construction,
Minny Pops,
Toni Rubio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Second Layer,
Ponytail,
Eric Copeland,
Cymande,
Newcleus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Star Department,
Aaron Thompson,
Khruangbin,
Sparks,
The Remains,
The Smiths,
Ornette Coleman,
Can,
The Fortunes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick Morgan,
Los Fastidios,
Lebanon Hanover,
B.T. Express,
Chris Corsano,
X-102,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Royal Trux,
Dual Sessions,
Harry Pussy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.