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 Kenya and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro 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 The Gories to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Clear Light,
Public Enemy,
Parry Music,
Y Pants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hoover,
Judy Mowatt,
Letta Mbulu,
Tommy Roe,
Fluxion,
The Toasters,
Joe Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yusef Lateef,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Iggy Pop,
Crash Course in Science,
Carl Craig,
Nick Fraelich,
The Five Americans,
Joey Negro,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Human League,
Byron Stingily,
Minnie Riperton,
Marc Almond,
Hasil Adkins,
Nirvana,
The Detroit Cobras,
Duran Duran,
Jeff Lynne,
F. McDonald,
The Skatalites,
Urselle,
Zero Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
The Red Krayola,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dark Day,
Mad Mike,
Roger Hodgson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Al Stewart,
ABC,
Lucky Dragons,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nils Olav,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobbi Humphrey,
MDC,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marvin Gaye,
Sparks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ituana,
Howard Jones,
The Fortunes,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.