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 Armenia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Yellowson to the grime 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Minnie Riperton,
Aural Exciters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Donny Hathaway,
Crash Course in Science,
John Cale,
UT,
Kevin Saunderson,
U.S. Maple,
Schoolly D,
Barbara Tucker,
Steve Hackett,
The Stooges,
Subhumans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
Sparks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
ABC,
Roxy Music,
The Monochrome Set,
Ornette Coleman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Anakelly,
FM Einheit,
Camouflage,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The J.B.'s,
48th St. Collective,
Man Eating Sloth,
Althea and Donna,
The Five Americans,
Half Japanese,
Girls At Our Best!,
Franke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bluetip,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gories,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Loose Ends,
Alice Coltrane,
Lower 48,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Talk Talk,
Alison Limerick,
Howard Jones,
Kurtis Blow,
Rekid,
Tom Boy,
Terry Callier,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wolf Eyes,
Hot Snakes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.