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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Doors to the techno 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Copeland,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Rufus Thomas,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zapp,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Guru Guru,
Brothers Johnson,
Los Fastidios,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
Isaac Hayes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
L. Decosne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Parry Music,
Barrington Levy,
Josef K,
Au Pairs,
Todd Rundgren,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mummies,
The Residents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camberwell Now,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Stooges,
Althea and Donna,
Fugazi,
Terry Callier,
Arcadia,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moody Blues,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Black Dice,
Tears for Fears,
Mark Hollis,
Susan Cadogan,
the Soft Cell,
Juan Atkins,
The Tremeloes,
Fat Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Vladislav Delay,
Charles Mingus,
David McCallum,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Roxette,
Cameo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hoover,
Q and Not U,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.