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 Barbados and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Schoolly D to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe 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 chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Litter,
the Sonics,
John Cale,
Ituana,
World's Most,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
Traffic Nightmare,
OOIOO,
David McCallum,
Saccharine Trust,
The Red Krayola,
Barclay James Harvest,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Lydon,
The Human League,
Rufus Thomas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Clear Light,
The Five Americans,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
Liliput,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Pop Group,
Organ,
Groovy Waters,
The Trojans,
Bang On A Can,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Gun Club,
Y Pants,
Howard Jones,
Radiohead,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crime,
Youth Brigade,
The Doors,
Eve St. Jones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hoover,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stetsasonic,
Joyce Sims,
Black Bananas,
Depeche Mode,
The Fuzztones,
Soul II Soul,
Absolute Body Control,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Maleditus Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Theoretical Girls,
Flash Fearless,
The Motions,
The Stooges,
The Angels of Light,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
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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.