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 Guatemala and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Warren Ellis,
Vladislav Delay,
Nils Olav,
cv313,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
The Index,
Amon Düül II,
Neil Young,
Chrome,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skaos,
Dave Gahan,
Tim Buckley,
Bluetip,
Radiopuhelimet,
Trumans Water,
DNA,
The Beau Brummels,
Glambeats Corp.,
Anakelly,
The Blues Magoos,
Roxy Music,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott Heron,
This Heat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kurtis Blow,
Soft Cell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Vainqueur,
Eli Mardock,
Fad Gadget,
Lebanon Hanover,
PIL,
Minny Pops,
The Gap Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Television Personalities,
Young Marble Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sonic Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Dolphy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Traffic Nightmare,
Blossom Toes,
Excepter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Talk Talk,
The Litter,
The Modern Lovers,
Grauzone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marc Almond,
Bill Near,
Jerry's Kids,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.