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 Antigua and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
The Leaves,
The Real Kids,
Kayak,
Japan,
Joey Negro,
Aloha Tigers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fire Engines,
Excepter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pagans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pulsallama,
Main Source,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin,
The Stooges,
The Doors,
Minnie Riperton,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deepchord,
Suburban Knight,
Shuggie Otis,
Marmalade,
The Cramps,
Quando Quango,
Danielle Patucci,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Hood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Godley & Creme,
Bush Tetras,
Spoonie Gee,
Panda Bear,
Lalann,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Cowsills,
Ohio Players,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Offenders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Moleskins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Altered Images,
Symarip,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Byron Stingily,
In Retrospect,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Young Rascals,
Magma,
Crime,
Severed Heads,
Ultravox,
Alison Limerick,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.