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 Fiji and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the crunk 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
10cc,
Yellowson,
Stiv Bators,
Dead Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fugazi,
David Bowie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Davy DMX,
Bob Dylan,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Osbourne,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Schoolly D,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mojo Men,
EPMD,
Japan,
Rakim,
Amazonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wally Richardson,
Visage,
Soul II Soul,
Sugar Minott,
the Slits,
Procol Harum,
The Trojans,
Skriet,
Cymande,
Television,
U.S. Maple,
the Normal,
Eve St. Jones,
Althea and Donna,
Blancmange,
Subhumans,
Tears for Fears,
Minutemen,
John Lydon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
The Gladiators,
The Doobie Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Infiniti,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.