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 Palau and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Holger Czukay 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 Names 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
E-Dancer,
Section 25,
Alison Limerick,
Deadbeat,
Dark Day,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Cowsills,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boredoms,
Lungfish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Duran Duran,
Pagans,
Zero Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Monochrome Set,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pulsallama,
Half Japanese,
The Names,
Eli Mardock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Seeds,
The Angels of Light,
Soul II Soul,
Das Ding,
Lucky Dragons,
Mars,
Loose Ends,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cecil Taylor,
Brass Construction,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cymande,
Minny Pops,
Motorama,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mandrill,
Circle Jerks,
The Fugs,
Morten Harket,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Franke,
Blossom Toes,
Janne Schatter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Godley & Creme,
Bobby Byrd,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roxette,
Sonny Sharrock,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Colin Newman,
L. Decosne,
Slick Rick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.