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 Kiribati and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the crunk 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
The Misunderstood,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Raincoats,
Skaos,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mandrill,
Brand Nubian,
Sister Nancy,
Swell Maps,
Minor Threat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Iggy Pop,
Jacob Miller,
Swans,
The Vogues,
Eden Ahbez,
Lalo Schifrin,
Girls At Our Best!,
New Age Steppers,
Ultra Naté,
Sixth Finger,
The Trojans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Scratch Acid,
Howard Jones,
Joey Negro,
World's Most,
Faust,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Spoonie Gee,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skarface,
Joy Division,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lower 48,
The Angels of Light,
Camberwell Now,
JFA,
F. McDonald,
Absolute Body Control,
Sam Rivers,
The Star Department,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rapeman,
Fugazi,
The Knickerbockers,
OOIOO,
Ice-T,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Thompson Twins,
The Moleskins,
The Modern Lovers,
Ponytail,
Andrew Hill,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.