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 Portugal and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 Black Sheep to the funk 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer 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 sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Cure,
Magazine,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
Make Up,
The Human League,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Unwound,
Guru Guru,
Nick Fraelich,
June Days,
Supertramp,
The Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins,
Tubeway Army,
The Martian,
Kayak,
John Cale,
The Toasters,
Marvin Gaye,
Harmonia,
D'Angelo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Standells,
Erasure,
Electric Prunes,
Easy Going,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Teasers,
Soft Cell,
Silicon Teens,
Trumans Water,
Roger Hodgson,
Delta 5,
Jawbox,
Joy Division,
the Association,
The Young Rascals,
Maleditus Sound,
Adolescents,
Can,
the Normal,
Kurtis Blow,
the Bar-Kays,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mad Mike,
Unrelated Segments,
The Selecter,
Pantytec,
Sparks,
Massinfluence,
The Residents,
Moby Grape,
Amon Düül II,
Eddi Front,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Fania All-Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.