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 Bhutan and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bluetip to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Wings,
the Human League,
Harry Pussy,
Massinfluence,
The Gun Club,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The J.B.'s,
Tropical Tobacco,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dual Sessions,
The Buckinghams,
Zero Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Divine Comedy,
Adolescents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Royal Trux,
Negative Approach,
the Sonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Idris Muhammad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eve St. Jones,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Offenders,
Pylon,
The Mojo Men,
The Angels of Light,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brass Construction,
Unwound,
cv313,
Khruangbin,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
Thompson Twins,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lyres,
Sunsets and Hearts,
kango's stein massive,
X-102,
Amon Düül II,
Cal Tjader,
Bootsy Collins,
La Düsseldorf,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Stooges,
Cheater Slicks,
Duran Duran,
The New Christs,
Suicide,
Susan Cadogan,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.