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 Turkey and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Monolake to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
The Shadows of Knight,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tres Demented,
The Birthday Party,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Intrusion,
Public Enemy,
The Dirtbombs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DJ Sneak,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grey Daturas,
X-102,
Black Bananas,
The Mojo Men,
Tropical Tobacco,
Erykah Badu,
Scientists,
Sugar Minott,
New York Dolls,
The Invisible,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Hill,
Tommy Roe,
June of 44,
Talk Talk,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
OOIOO,
Joensuu 1685,
Spandau Ballet,
Procol Harum,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Model 500,
PIL,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Heaven 17,
Hoover,
Warren Ellis,
Yusef Lateef,
Dead Boys,
Infiniti,
Dennis Brown,
The Names,
Reagan Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brass Construction,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fugazi,
Desert Stars,
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.