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 Sweden and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Roxy Music to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
The Cramps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Circle Jerks,
Archie Shepp,
Sister Nancy,
Pulsallama,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kerri Chandler,
K-Klass,
Lebanon Hanover,
Model 500,
Subhumans,
Livin' Joy,
Magazine,
Bob Dylan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soul II Soul,
Silicon Teens,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Khruangbin,
Mr. Review,
The Walker Brothers,
Grauzone,
LL Cool J,
Procol Harum,
Babytalk,
The Fuzztones,
Janne Schatter,
Donny Hathaway,
The Skatalites,
Bluetip,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Young Rascals,
Lucky Dragons,
Second Layer,
Shuggie Otis,
CMW,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Simply Red,
Barrington Levy,
Swans,
David McCallum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Angels of Light,
Funky Four + One,
The Litter,
Sparks,
Black Sheep,
Piero Umiliani,
Danielle Patucci,
One Last Wish,
Public Enemy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Derrick May,
Connie Case,
Amazonics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.