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 Dominica and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Rakim to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Unwound,
Marmalade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
China Crisis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lalann,
The Associates,
Todd Terry,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gap Band,
Don Cherry,
Amon Düül,
Franke,
Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lucky Dragons,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
U.S. Maple,
Neu!,
X-102,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Danielle Patucci,
The United States of America,
Tears for Fears,
Moebius,
The Remains,
Liliput,
Dark Day,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Television Personalities,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Magma,
The Sound,
Television,
Reuben Wilson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Heaven 17,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soul II Soul,
Lower 48,
Youth Brigade,
Isaac Hayes,
Cal Tjader,
Circle Jerks,
Brand Nubian,
Darondo,
David McCallum,
Procol Harum,
Jandek,
cv313,
Y Pants,
Duran Duran,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.