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 Egypt and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare 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 The Pop Group to the crunk 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Last Poets,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter & Gordon,
Symarip,
Spoonie Gee,
Kenny Larkin,
Don Cherry,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker,
Moby Grape,
Sonic Youth,
Whodini,
K-Klass,
Pussy Galore,
Vainqueur,
Maurizio,
Kas Product,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reuben Wilson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Charles Mingus,
Interpol,
Jeff Lynne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Maleditus Sound,
Colin Newman,
The Wake,
Eurythmics,
Von Mondo,
Stetsasonic,
Fluxion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Los Fastidios,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Slackers,
the Sonics,
R.M.O.,
Supertramp,
Grey Daturas,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Half Japanese,
The Count Five,
Sällskapet,
Fad Gadget,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jerry's Kids,
Second Layer,
Sight & Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scientists,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fortunes,
X-101,
Aswad,
L. Decosne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.