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 Colombia and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Siglo XX to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Trojans,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalann,
Essential Logic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Durutti Column,
Fad Gadget,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Görl,
Laurel Aitken,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pere Ubu,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Womack,
Darondo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy Collins,
Danielle Patucci,
Lucky Dragons,
10cc,
Porter Ricks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Unwound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultra Naté,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mantronix,
Blancmange,
Erasure,
Kerri Chandler,
Little Man,
Sixth Finger,
Gang of Four,
Heaven 17,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oneida,
Magazine,
The Litter,
Gang Green,
Cheater Slicks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Niagra,
Funky Four + One,
Crooked Eye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crash Course in Science,
Moss Icon,
Donald Byrd,
Fatback Band,
Bauhaus,
Symarip,
Boz Scaggs,
Hashim,
The Grass Roots,
Tim Buckley,
Deadbeat,
Isaac Hayes,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.