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 Lithuania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lungfish to the rock 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T. Rex,
Drexciya,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kayak,
Prince Buster,
Accadde A,
Index,
China Crisis,
Loose Ends,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nils Olav,
Iggy Pop,
The Standells,
Boredoms,
Interpol,
Rekid,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlback,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dawn Penn,
The Evens,
Danielle Patucci,
Heaven 17,
Andrew Hill,
The Human League,
Motorama,
Eric Copeland,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
T.S.O.L.,
Marc Almond,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kenny Larkin,
Howard Jones,
The Vogues,
The Gories,
JFA,
Schoolly D,
The Sonics,
Joyce Sims,
Vainqueur,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Pretty Things,
The Raincoats,
Young Marble Giants,
Patti Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Invisible,
8 Eyed Spy,
Arab on Radar,
Alice Coltrane,
Sonic Youth,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.