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 Iran and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer 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 Moby Grape to the grunge 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Brand Nubian,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fluxion,
Organ,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobby Byrd,
D'Angelo,
PIL,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thee Headcoats,
Slave,
Stereo Dub,
The Fuzztones,
Suicide,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
Funky Four + One,
Al Stewart,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Skatalites,
Marc Almond,
Essential Logic,
Whodini,
Angry Samoans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Susan Cadogan,
Shuggie Otis,
The Busters,
Kayak,
Depeche Mode,
Howard Jones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soft Cell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chris & Cosey,
Prince Buster,
The Star Department,
The Modern Lovers,
Easy Going,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Aaron Thompson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Maleditus Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Soul II Soul,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Black Dice,
Connie Case,
David McCallum,
Wasted Youth,
New Order,
Saccharine Trust,
The Buckinghams,
Matthew Bourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.