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 Papua New Guinea and from Lyon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 Max Romeo to the funk 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
The Moody Blues,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Electric Prunes,
Groovy Waters,
Dennis Brown,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Subhumans,
Flash Fearless,
Heaven 17,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
The Slackers,
Marshall Jefferson,
MC5,
Cymande,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rekid,
Lower 48,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Sheep,
Roxy Music,
Inner City,
Jandek,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mummies,
Flamin' Groovies,
Severed Heads,
Popol Vuh,
This Heat,
Pole,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Matthew Halsall,
Vainqueur,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anakelly,
The Last Poets,
La Düsseldorf,
John Coltrane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marc Almond,
Scrapy,
Marmalade,
Mr. Review,
Minnie Riperton,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oneida,
Barrington Levy,
Crash Course in Science,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scientists,
Franke,
The Leaves,
Theoretical Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Cybotron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.