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 Zambia and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yazoo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Outsiders,
Second Layer,
KRS-One,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Don Cherry,
Cybotron,
Can,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Main Source,
Inner City,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Sherman,
The Wake,
Dawn Penn,
EPMD,
Lalann,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Barracudas,
The Human League,
Tomorrow,
Maurizio,
Arcadia,
The Fugs,
Fat Boys,
Yellowson,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rod Modell,
cv313,
Easy Going,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Youth Brigade,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Starr,
Dual Sessions,
Talk Talk,
Neu!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kas Product,
Deadbeat,
Prince Buster,
Shuggie Otis,
Accadde A,
Royal Trux,
John Holt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brothers Johnson,
David Axelrod,
The Slits,
Max Romeo,
Little Man,
The Dirtbombs,
Al Stewart,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.