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 Slovenia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Unrelated Segments to the rock 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Deepchord,
John Holt,
Neu!,
T.S.O.L.,
Amazonics,
The Cowsills,
R.M.O.,
Barrington Levy,
DJ Style,
Schoolly D,
Von Mondo,
the Germs,
Kenny Larkin,
Q65,
The Neon Judgement,
Hot Snakes,
The Vogues,
Jeff Mills,
Absolute Body Control,
Bob Dylan,
Erasure,
Sonic Youth,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ten City,
The Pop Group,
Peter & Gordon,
Boredoms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Mission of Burma,
Morten Harket,
Interpol,
UT,
Country Teasers,
JFA,
Suicide,
Maurizio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fatback Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Foxx,
Marvin Gaye,
Audionom,
Cybotron,
Scrapy,
Gang of Four,
Livin' Joy,
Steve Hackett,
Motorama,
The Gap Band,
Darondo,
Aswad,
The Beau Brummels,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scion,
FM Einheit,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.