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 Azerbaijan and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Faust to the rap 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
JFA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sight & Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Womack,
Unrelated Segments,
Lindisfarne,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fortunes,
Sister Nancy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Grauzone,
Sugar Minott,
The Smiths,
Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moebius,
Smog,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Interpol,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Anakelly,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
Con Funk Shun,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Whodini,
The Trojans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fire Engines,
Junior Murvin,
Television Personalities,
Alice Coltrane,
Cheater Slicks,
Eric Copeland,
Juan Atkins,
Animal Collective,
The Divine Comedy,
Niagra,
Camberwell Now,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Khruangbin,
Minor Threat,
Barry Ungar,
Roger Hodgson,
New Age Steppers,
Gerry Rafferty,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.