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 Monaco and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Columbus and Seoul.
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 theremin 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 David McCallum to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Index,
MDC,
Fatback Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Pus,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Germs,
Tomorrow,
Lyres,
The Mojo Men,
Peter & Gordon,
Roy Ayers,
A Certain Ratio,
World's Most,
Joey Negro,
One Last Wish,
X-Ray Spex,
Zapp,
Iggy Pop,
Yusef Lateef,
The Motions,
Infiniti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Moleskins,
Sight & Sound,
Smog,
Supertramp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Dirtbombs,
The Human League,
Surgeon,
John Lydon,
Dead Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Monolake,
B.T. Express,
Brick,
Ice-T,
Ludus,
Donald Byrd,
Scion,
New Age Steppers,
Con Funk Shun,
Easy Going,
Drexciya,
Godley & Creme,
EPMD,
Sam Rivers,
The Count Five,
Underground Resistance,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David Axelrod,
Television Personalities,
John Coltrane,
The Angels of Light,
Glenn Branca,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.