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 Laos and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Accadde A,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Erykah Badu,
The Zeros,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
Magazine,
James White and The Blacks,
the Human League,
Juan Atkins,
June of 44,
Porter Ricks,
Amon Düül II,
The Fall,
Aloha Tigers,
Marmalade,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Japan,
Yaz,
Procol Harum,
The Saints,
Wasted Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fortunes,
Leonard Cohen,
Alton Ellis,
Wally Richardson,
The Motions,
Scientists,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camberwell Now,
The Sound,
The Evens,
Piero Umiliani,
Lucky Dragons,
Panda Bear,
The Raincoats,
Flipper,
Joyce Sims,
Lalo Schifrin,
Arab on Radar,
F. McDonald,
Parry Music,
The Gun Club,
Kaleidoscope,
Davy DMX,
Quantec,
The Tremeloes,
Arthur Verocai,
Ralphi Rosario,
B.T. Express,
Basic Channel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gories,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Massinfluence,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.