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 Liberia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 Gichy Dan to the grime 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Stooges,
The Gories,
Dave Gahan,
Lakeside,
The Grass Roots,
Tubeway Army,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fugs,
Dennis Brown,
Cluster,
Heaven 17,
Eric Dolphy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Swans,
The Knickerbockers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barrington Levy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deakin,
Fugazi,
Quadrant,
Japan,
The Associates,
Guru Guru,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tomorrow,
DJ Style,
Technova,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Misunderstood,
Robert Hood,
Patti Smith,
Radio Birdman,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Moon,
the Bar-Kays,
the Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
Bush Tetras,
Quando Quango,
Tommy Roe,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mandrill,
Eden Ahbez,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Busters,
Soulsonic Force,
X-101,
Anakelly,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.