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 Saudi Arabia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 chamberlin 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 Das Ding to the electroclash 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Flash Fearless,
The Residents,
Sonny Sharrock,
Matthew Halsall,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Sneak,
Hasil Adkins,
James White and The Blacks,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Machine,
D'Angelo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deakin,
The Modern Lovers,
Mo-Dettes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swans,
The Names,
The Tremeloes,
Severed Heads,
Jacob Miller,
The Black Dice,
The Durutti Column,
The Beau Brummels,
Max Romeo,
Joe Smooth,
The Zeros,
Jawbox,
Nick Fraelich,
Throbbing Gristle,
Popol Vuh,
Skaos,
Make Up,
Fat Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Drive Like Jehu,
Blossom Toes,
Donald Byrd,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yaz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bluetip,
Underground Resistance,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Standells,
Amazonics,
Steve Hackett,
Davy DMX,
Ohio Players,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nico,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Normal,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.