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 Singapore and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Tubeway Army to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Idris Muhammad,
Mo-Dettes,
Niagra,
Bluetip,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smiths,
The Saints,
Morten Harket,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Normal,
The Blues Magoos,
The Shadows of Knight,
Yazoo,
the Soft Cell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gian Franco Pienzio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Rod Modell,
Prince Buster,
Robert Görl,
Erykah Badu,
Faust,
Peter and Kerry,
Pantaleimon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deakin,
Echospace,
June of 44,
Neil Young,
Bootsy Collins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cameo,
Warsaw,
Can,
Letta Mbulu,
John Holt,
Ohio Players,
Johnny Clarke,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
cv313,
Aswad,
The Happenings,
Gabor Szabo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crooked Eye,
Sparks,
FM Einheit,
Sonic Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crime,
Ice-T,
Minny Pops,
The Mummies,
Royal Trux,
Davy DMX,
The Vogues,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.