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 Vanuatu and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Animal Collective to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delta 5,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Goldenarms,
Porter Ricks,
Black Flag,
Excepter,
Camouflage,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
Kayak,
Gregory Isaacs,
Talk Talk,
The J.B.'s,
Khruangbin,
Joe Smooth,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fat Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
The Sound,
Brass Construction,
Flipper,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Outsiders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Accadde A,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul II Soul,
Masters at Work,
Ituana,
Unwound,
Pagans,
Pulsallama,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Human League,
Quadrant,
Can,
Mark Hollis,
Kerri Chandler,
Popol Vuh,
The Smoke,
Maleditus Sound,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Sonics,
Essential Logic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grauzone,
The Seeds,
Niagra,
Prince Buster,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gories,
Mary Jane Girls,
FM Einheit,
Swans,
Roxette,
Steve Hackett,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.