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 Benin and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Neil Young to the dance 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Joy Division,
Echospace,
Ultravox,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantaleimon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
OOIOO,
A Certain Ratio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
FM Einheit,
Harpers Bizarre,
Popol Vuh,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Alice Coltrane,
Simply Red,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Throbbing Gristle,
New York Dolls,
Davy DMX,
The Blues Magoos,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gerry Rafferty,
DJ Sneak,
Danielle Patucci,
Leonard Cohen,
The Move,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amon Düül II,
The Invisible,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
Ludus,
cv313,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul II Soul,
Organ,
Little Man,
Siglo XX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anakelly,
Infiniti,
Chris Corsano,
David McCallum,
Chrome,
The Toasters,
Rites of Spring,
Ohio Players,
Sexual Harrassment,
Adolescents,
Eric Copeland,
Big Daddy Kane,
Unwound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yellowson,
Gichy Dan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fatback Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.