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 Romania and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Toni Rubio to the punk 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mojo Men,
Suicide,
Royal Trux,
Heaven 17,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
10cc,
Interpol,
Underground Resistance,
Howard Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
David Axelrod,
Rotary Connection,
Hoover,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fortunes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Visage,
Shuggie Otis,
Theoretical Girls,
The Trojans,
Junior Murvin,
James White and The Blacks,
Glenn Branca,
Rod Modell,
Al Stewart,
DJ Style,
The Cosmic Jokers,
EPMD,
Crime,
The Barracudas,
the Germs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
AZ,
Eli Mardock,
Donald Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
Ronan,
Symarip,
Funkadelic,
48th St. Collective,
X-102,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Clear Light,
Ossler,
Buzzcocks,
Eden Ahbez,
The Alarm Clocks,
Unwound,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick Morgan,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cramps,
LL Cool J,
KRS-One,
The Skatalites,
Crash Course in Science,
the Human League,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.