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 Czech Republic and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb 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 Godley & Creme to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Ultravox,
Isaac Hayes,
Althea and Donna,
Chrome,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mummies,
Duran Duran,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Moody Blues,
Jandek,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Human League,
The Fuzztones,
L. Decosne,
Deadbeat,
Amon Düül II,
Charles Mingus,
Camouflage,
Wolf Eyes,
Desert Stars,
Kerri Chandler,
Rekid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Animal Collective,
Cybotron,
Royal Trux,
Neu!,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott Heron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tomorrow,
Albert Ayler,
Bill Wells,
Eli Mardock,
Liliput,
Trumans Water,
Stetsasonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Walker Brothers,
10cc,
Echospace,
Qualms,
The Black Dice,
Minor Threat,
Sällskapet,
Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Associates,
Tommy Roe,
Underground Resistance,
X-Ray Spex,
the Bar-Kays,
Skaos,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.