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 Sri Lanka and from Manila.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sonics to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Ronnie Foster,
Hoover,
The Knickerbockers,
The J.B.'s,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erykah Badu,
Harpers Bizarre,
DJ Sneak,
Derrick May,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fluxion,
Jandek,
The Slits,
Maleditus Sound,
Erasure,
Mantronix,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultravox,
The Alarm Clocks,
T. Rex,
Graham Central Station,
The Zeros,
Bronski Beat,
John Cale,
The Fire Engines,
Joe Finger,
The Leaves,
LL Cool J,
Wasted Youth,
Hot Snakes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Christie,
Gong,
Rhythm & Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Spandau Ballet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Interpol,
Dual Sessions,
The Offenders,
Slick Rick,
The Smoke,
Glenn Branca,
Monks,
Unwound,
The Wake,
Suburban Knight,
Blancmange,
David Axelrod,
The Toasters,
Bauhaus,
Yaz,
Thompson Twins,
Pantytec,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lyres,
the Swans,
Urselle,
Excepter,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.