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 Belgium and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 E-Dancer to the techno 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Standells,
Motorama,
B.T. Express,
Excepter,
Marine Girls,
Warsaw,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Section 25,
Blake Baxter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Judy Mowatt,
The Music Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Tom Boy,
Quadrant,
Skaos,
Dead Boys,
Chris & Cosey,
ABC,
Max Romeo,
Ronnie Foster,
Aloha Tigers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ludus,
The Pop Group,
Hardrive,
Faraquet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Maleditus Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roger Hodgson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Pus,
the Germs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eddi Front,
The Modern Lovers,
Panda Bear,
H. Thieme,
Henry Cow,
Juan Atkins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yaz,
Unrelated Segments,
Rod Modell,
The Barracudas,
Black Sheep,
Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funkadelic,
Johnny Clarke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Model 500,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
D'Angelo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.