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 Croatia 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Sonics to the crunk 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Fad Gadget,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Doors,
The Dave Clark Five,
Franke,
Andrew Hill,
Ronnie Foster,
Infiniti,
Kurtis Blow,
Lyres,
Monks,
Deakin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Porter Ricks,
The Toasters,
Skaos,
Mad Mike,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Technova,
The Doobie Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Absolute Body Control,
Peter & Gordon,
Fatback Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
The Star Department,
Marc Almond,
The Black Dice,
Leonard Cohen,
This Heat,
Fela Kuti,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Last Poets,
Moby Grape,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Audionom,
Bang On A Can,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
Howard Jones,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skriet,
Soft Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Talk Talk,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
Wasted Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.