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 Azerbaijan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Moleskins to the crunk 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Skarface,
Gang Green,
OOIOO,
Radiopuhelimet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Metal Thangz,
Sixth Finger,
Anakelly,
June Days,
Buzzcocks,
Monolake,
Visage,
MC5,
Lou Reed,
Howard Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eurythmics,
Scratch Acid,
Bobby Womack,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Au Pairs,
Marvin Gaye,
KRS-One,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick May,
Deadbeat,
Moby Grape,
Lalann,
Kenny Larkin,
Matthew Bourne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Desert Stars,
The Gap Band,
Pagans,
Average White Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Sugar Minott,
Young Marble Giants,
The Monochrome Set,
New York Dolls,
Yusef Lateef,
Adolescents,
Jeff Mills,
The Fire Engines,
the Soft Cell,
Swell Maps,
Lower 48,
Fatback Band,
Basic Channel,
Banda Bassotti,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Niagra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gichy Dan,
Deepchord,
Neil Young,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.