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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Monks to the rock 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
Sonic Youth,
Bluetip,
Avey Tare,
The Fire Engines,
Camouflage,
Swans,
Schoolly D,
Oblivians,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
The United States of America,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jacob Miller,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vainqueur,
A Certain Ratio,
Yazoo,
Absolute Body Control,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Buckinghams,
Pharoah Sanders,
Talk Talk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wings,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Rundgren,
X-101,
The Tremeloes,
Amon Düül,
Nico,
The Cosmic Jokers,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
China Crisis,
Ronan,
The Fortunes,
Dawn Penn,
Scientists,
Rod Modell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Make Up,
Average White Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young,
Little Man,
This Heat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Warren Ellis,
Accadde A,
Prince Buster,
The Count Five,
Deadbeat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Coltrane,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.