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 Sri Lanka and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crime to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rapeman,
The Seeds,
The Evens,
In Retrospect,
Skriet,
Stiv Bators,
Monolake,
Hot Snakes,
Siglo XX,
One Last Wish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Toni Rubio,
The Happenings,
Bad Manners,
The Residents,
Dark Day,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barbara Tucker,
Blake Baxter,
Jandek,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deakin,
Second Layer,
Mad Mike,
Vladislav Delay,
Roxy Music,
Ice-T,
Nils Olav,
Babytalk,
OOIOO,
X-101,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Faraquet,
Nico,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Michelle Simonal,
Fugazi,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Franke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lyres,
The American Breed,
Warren Ellis,
Steve Hackett,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Subhumans,
Gang Green,
The Litter,
World's Most,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobby Sherman,
Absolute Body Control,
Chrome,
The Fortunes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fear,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.