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 Peru and from London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the jazz 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Colin Newman,
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Halsall,
The Angels of Light,
The Selecter,
Joy Division,
Maleditus Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Guru Guru,
Inner City,
Black Flag,
Khruangbin,
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare,
Neu!,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soul Sonic Force,
The United States of America,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Ossler,
Boz Scaggs,
Eve St. Jones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Young Rascals,
The Fuzztones,
Agitation Free,
Hoover,
Bush Tetras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Monks,
Morten Harket,
Marvin Gaye,
ABBA,
David Axelrod,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nico,
B.T. Express,
Don Cherry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fortunes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Index,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Slits,
The Doors,
The Standells,
Subhumans,
Bluetip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pere Ubu,
Tears for Fears,
Country Teasers,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.