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 Djibouti and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Fugs to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Maleditus Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Wells,
Ponytail,
Section 25,
June of 44,
Easy Going,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bush Tetras,
Kenny Larkin,
The Selecter,
Maurizio,
Ultra Naté,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Goldenarms,
Lucky Dragons,
One Last Wish,
Lower 48,
Hoover,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Prince Buster,
Joey Negro,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brothers Johnson,
Arthur Verocai,
Stiv Bators,
Fatback Band,
Supertramp,
Sarah Menescal,
Motorama,
The Remains,
Quantec,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Duran Duran,
Drexciya,
Rod Modell,
Blossom Toes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suburban Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fuzztones,
EPMD,
the Association,
Cecil Taylor,
Lungfish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Panda Bear,
Barbara Tucker,
Monks,
Marc Almond,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mummies,
Icehouse,
Country Teasers,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.