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 Chad and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Franke to the rap 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lakeside,
T. Rex,
The United States of America,
Lou Christie,
Peter & Gordon,
The Motions,
the Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Mojo Men,
Erasure,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Franke,
The Birthday Party,
JFA,
Q and Not U,
Joy Division,
David Axelrod,
Cymande,
Gabor Szabo,
Janne Schatter,
The Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
The Leaves,
Lyres,
The Sonics,
Heaven 17,
Fluxion,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kas Product,
Magazine,
Y Pants,
John Holt,
John Lydon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Neon Judgement,
K-Klass,
The J.B.'s,
Thee Headcoats,
Eli Mardock,
The Trojans,
Guru Guru,
Intrusion,
H. Thieme,
Scion,
Yusef Lateef,
the Human League,
Warren Ellis,
Arcadia,
Skarface,
Brothers Johnson,
Lower 48,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moby Grape,
Television Personalities,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.