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 Bahamas and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the crunk 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Archie Shepp,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Essential Logic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joe Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
Liliput,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fugs,
Nik Kershaw,
The Blackbyrds,
The Red Krayola,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Raincoats,
Graham Central Station,
Tres Demented,
Cluster,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang Gang Dance,
D'Angelo,
Alphaville,
Trumans Water,
OOIOO,
Urselle,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Aswad,
Livin' Joy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Birthday Party,
Mr. Review,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bootsy Collins,
Funkadelic,
Fela Kuti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young,
Pagans,
Young Marble Giants,
The Five Americans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Television,
Charles Mingus,
Q65,
The Zeros,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Thee Headcoats,
The Slackers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gabor Szabo,
Al Stewart,
Sun City Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Organ,
Accadde A,
Janne Schatter,
Don Cherry,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.