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 Gambia and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Michelle Simonal to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Sun Ra,
The Offenders,
Flash Fearless,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Goldenarms,
Chris Corsano,
The Mojo Men,
Eric Copeland,
Pole,
Massinfluence,
Can,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Remains,
The Electric Prunes,
Scientists,
The Evens,
Depeche Mode,
Mo-Dettes,
The Moleskins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Q65,
The Grass Roots,
Panda Bear,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Saccharine Trust,
R.M.O.,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Barracudas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Bananas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marine Girls,
Max Romeo,
Jeff Mills,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fortunes,
Bang On A Can,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
10cc,
FM Einheit,
Gong,
Ludus,
Babytalk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Qualms,
Lower 48,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers,
Das Ding,
Lyres,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Byrd,
Idris Muhammad,
Tommy Roe,
Whodini,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.