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 Chile 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Coltrane 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Simply Red,
Stetsasonic,
The Skatalites,
Darondo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors,
Lebanon Hanover,
Massinfluence,
Dead Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
The Five Americans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moebius,
The Human League,
Ossler,
Bauhaus,
kango's stein massive,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eurythmics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cameo,
Thompson Twins,
Echospace,
The Happenings,
Radiohead,
Silicon Teens,
The Evens,
Neu!,
Davy DMX,
Warsaw,
Metal Thangz,
Heaven 17,
Average White Band,
cv313,
Make Up,
The Mojo Men,
Camberwell Now,
Albert Ayler,
Lee Hazlewood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Schoolly D,
Masters at Work,
In Retrospect,
Gang Starr,
Saccharine Trust,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Janne Schatter,
The Slackers,
Shoche,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fortunes,
The Neon Judgement,
The Monks,
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Sherman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.