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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Pole,
Skaos,
Lou Reed,
The Count Five,
Byron Stingily,
Dark Day,
One Last Wish,
Thee Headcoats,
Bauhaus,
The Vogues,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gun Club,
Lyres,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Matthew Bourne,
OOIOO,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang of Four,
Big Daddy Kane,
Archie Shepp,
Kayak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gastr Del Sol,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Scrapy,
Brand Nubian,
Vainqueur,
Kurtis Blow,
the Normal,
Hasil Adkins,
Yaz,
Visage,
Scott Walker,
Iggy Pop,
Alice Coltrane,
ABBA,
Bill Wells,
The Fugs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Michelle Simonal,
Eric B and Rakim,
Davy DMX,
F. McDonald,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Junior Murvin,
Altered Images,
Deadbeat,
Lower 48,
Don Cherry,
Thompson Twins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sarah Menescal,
Minnie Riperton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scan 7,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Schoolly D,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.