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 Thailand and from Woodstock.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Johnny Clarke to the grunge 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Animal Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sarah Menescal,
Deepchord,
A Certain Ratio,
Popol Vuh,
Darondo,
Sonic Youth,
Au Pairs,
UT,
Wings,
the Human League,
The Gories,
Al Stewart,
The Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
the Association,
The Moody Blues,
The Evens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Iggy Pop,
The Remains,
Reuben Wilson,
Warren Ellis,
The Names,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sister Nancy,
Motorama,
Rod Modell,
R.M.O.,
Dennis Brown,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ice-T,
Oblivians,
Black Pus,
Stereo Dub,
Funky Four + One,
Parry Music,
Lakeside,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Juan Atkins,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Loose Ends,
Godley & Creme,
Little Man,
The Angels of Light,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Urselle,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Doobie Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ten City,
Main Source,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.