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 Vietnam and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Donald Fagen 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The J.B.'s,
Joyce Sims,
Jacob Miller,
Television,
Stiv Bators,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Siglo XX,
Spandau Ballet,
Trumans Water,
T. Rex,
The Detroit Cobras,
World's Most,
Minutemen,
Robert Görl,
Underground Resistance,
Whodini,
The Red Krayola,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
B.T. Express,
Dark Day,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Janne Schatter,
DJ Sneak,
Faust,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Q65,
Agent Orange,
Absolute Body Control,
Soulsonic Force,
Severed Heads,
Royal Trux,
Arcadia,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Young Rascals,
The Happenings,
The Beau Brummels,
Dennis Brown,
Amazonics,
Swans,
Black Sheep,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lalann,
Technova,
Marmalade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quadrant,
Kerri Chandler,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fela Kuti,
Scratch Acid,
Idris Muhammad,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.