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 Senegal and from Tokyo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Terrestrial Tones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gerry Rafferty,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
Rapeman,
D'Angelo,
Man Parrish,
Ituana,
Robert Görl,
David Bowie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Moebius,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brothers Johnson,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Slackers,
Motorama,
Rotary Connection,
KRS-One,
Royal Trux,
Faraquet,
Underground Resistance,
Circle Jerks,
Main Source,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eden Ahbez,
Eddi Front,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Golliwogs,
Pantaleimon,
Neu!,
Bill Wells,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Human League,
Livin' Joy,
Sandy B,
Funky Four + One,
Desert Stars,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ken Boothe,
The Motions,
Soul II Soul,
The Monochrome Set,
Ronan,
Letta Mbulu,
Chrome,
Crooked Eye,
Freddie Wadling,
Marmalade,
Scrapy,
Grauzone,
Connie Case,
Gang Starr,
Quadrant,
10cc,
Mantronix,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.