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 Bahrain and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Godley & Creme to the dance 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Porter Ricks,
The Offenders,
Michelle Simonal,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Quadrant,
The Monochrome Set,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pulsallama,
The Dave Clark Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DNA,
Jeff Lynne,
The Associates,
Minnie Riperton,
Visage,
The Moleskins,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cure,
Swans,
Terry Callier,
Anthony Braxton,
Slave,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Durutti Column,
Dorothy Ashby,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
Henry Cow,
Dual Sessions,
David Axelrod,
Yusef Lateef,
Maleditus Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
The Divine Comedy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nas,
The Moody Blues,
Cecil Taylor,
The Human League,
Gang of Four,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Busters,
June Days,
Mad Mike,
Tears for Fears,
Piero Umiliani,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Depeche Mode,
Unrelated Segments,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Pus,
AZ,
Eric Dolphy,
Anakelly,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.