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 Guyana and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 James White and The Blacks to the disco 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Radiohead,
The Standells,
Lindisfarne,
Pantytec,
Pantaleimon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
The Index,
Von Mondo,
The Pop Group,
Tres Demented,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funky Four + One,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Todd Rundgren,
The Skatalites,
The Happenings,
Mad Mike,
Aloha Tigers,
The Kinks,
Ludus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Babytalk,
David Axelrod,
Bizarre Inc.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kaleidoscope,
Joey Negro,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cramps,
X-102,
The Velvet Underground,
The New Christs,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
CMW,
Bauhaus,
Lou Christie,
Nico,
Slick Rick,
Al Stewart,
Aaron Thompson,
Guru Guru,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Coltrane,
Alice Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
ABBA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Terry,
Yazoo,
Chris Corsano,
The Names,
Patti Smith,
Ultra Naté,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.